Three matches one by one struck in the nightThe first to see your face in its entiretyThe second to see your eyesThe last to see your mouthAnd the darkness all around to remind me of all theseAs I hold you in my arms.Jacques Prévert
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Three matches one by one struck in the nightThe first to see your face in its entiretyThe second to see your eyesThe last to see your mouthAnd the darkness all around to remind me of all theseAs I hold you in my arms.Jacques Prévert