A soft
spoken word
A
voice from the heart
The
knowledge that
We
will never part
The
closeness of a touch
A
warmth of a feel
If I
were alone
My
heart would not heal.
The
spark of your eyes
When
you look at me
The
knowledge that you
Would
not set me free
You
may not be perfect
But
neither am I.
I will
surely love you
Until
I die.
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