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Friday, 1 May 2015
A LETTER TO MY LOVE
I pray, my love...
That i wake up before
The morning wakes
Only to hear your heart
Beat close to mine
I pray, my love...
That in my arms
Warmth sums as
Security amps
Your very soul like
Hymns sung by
heavenly saints
I pray, my love...
That every moment
Spent in each other's eye
Reminds us of the flame
Of love that knows no
Quench or dim
I pray, my love...
That the steeps of life
never clouds our course
with undulating strife
Choking the breathe
in our single heart
I pray, my love...
That above all, the bearer of all
Cause us to drown
In His pool of will
I pray, my love...
That amidst the chaotic the tunes
Of life, we still dance on the moon
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