I may have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands, How did your lips feel on mine? I may have forgotten your voice, Your sweet and happy voice, I may have forgotten your eyes. I might have forgotten your love, Yet I seem to glimpse you In every window I see. Pablo Neruda Sign in to see full entry.
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