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May has faded away
and June has slipped in
looking not for a lover
but a here today,
gone tomorrow, friend.

Someone to laugh with
until our sides ache.
A kindred spirit
who does not judge
but accepts me as I am.

Someone to cry with
until the tears run their course.
An explorer,
who looks beyond the surface,
and sees the beauty within.

If I unintentionally weave memories
that intoxicate you more then one month.
So that a day, week, or even a year hence,
you still yearn for me.
You will always have our intimate secrets
lingering in the whispering wind,
my beloved June friend.

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