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The Lips That I Kiss

The lips that I kiss once sipped wine.
The shape of them once expressed pain.
The hands that I hold make sick people well
a calling impossible to feign

The lilt of the voice that said "I do"
the support that that voice gives to me
the comfort in life felt by having her near
...is all that 
   ...I need life 
      ...to be