Beloved
The one thing I cannot live without is my beloved,
she is my soulmate-my other half of me.
There're are two sides to a coin,
the sun and moon,
fire and ice.
All I need is my love,
my soul flies for it like a pure white dove.
And as a force of pure nature,
it pulls toward her;
in want of her ;
and not falter.
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