The art of your love
When you took hold of my heart,
and made it your own home, i didnt mind.
I was prepared to share everything i had with you.
Your love speaks in melodic whispers.
Vibrations that form words and dreams.
A sweet soul symphony.
The light inside that keeps on burning
Every breath i take, an expression of my love in your name.
I found in you a story,
never ending pages,
brushed from the authors hand.
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