What is love but an eternal friendship?
Tied with pure bonds of sacrifice and truth
Each small moment tightens affection’s grip
Offers my heart the happy zeal of youth
My heart beats alone to hear thy heart sound
A syncopated assessment to my thought
Of pure admiration that knows no bound
But exponentially expands my lover’s lot
The language of soul I’ve learned to translate
Through pure joy’s liberating looking glass
Which smoothes my reflection ‘til the lines are straight
In a path that leads to your arms at last
You have released the tide and set me free
Because you decided to love me for me
~DaLe 09.27.08 at 8:13pm
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