Her Keeper

A woman is only a question

A book without an ending

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An answer; there is only one

A close on a plot ever-winding

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Her salvation was only but a glimmer

A story with lines open ended

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An angel in the flesh was he

A postmarked package for her, intended

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Could it be?

Every life was an unopened gift

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Only one keeper with a name on the tag

Only one waiting to untie her pretty bow

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Her story was a gift unopened

A question, in fact, unanswered

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He was her keeper with the name on the tag

Ready to open with an answer

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A salvation specially designed for her

By her father drifting on a cloud

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As he was her happy ending

She was to him as well

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Our lord’s dove in the hands of two mortals

All started with a mere “Hello”