Thy Love

March 17, 2009
but what is love-
thy splendor of thy sweet heart-
sweeter than any nectar-
as delicate as a spring flower-
wet clay to be molded and shaped-
and there in lies true beauty-
and thy inner peace.
But what is love-
but the stars that reflect in your eyes-
granting all my wishes-
what is love-
but your music to my lyrics-
your sweet sweet melody.
What is love-
but the way I feel-
when I look at you-
falling into the beauty of your soul-
your sweet sweet soul.

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