A wondrous poem, made for two,
The seven oceans of the sea,
Not big enough for this love, be
For it transcends all other love,
I’ve ever felt, or will think of,
That’s how it was so long ago,
And that’s how it shall always be,
This Love so deep, this you and me.
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Love the red, like bloodThe wine,Not the favorite of thinkers.Yet, no matter where you beClimate and changes permittingWine, red blood, of Ancient drinkersForms part of our History.
Fingers, hands, Souls intertwine,
Of your love and mine,And Love so divineEnvelopes our World,And nothing is heard,If not, but the heart,That trembles and flutters,Like the Soul of a bird,Like a light in the dark.
Past, Present, Unknown,
With Dreams, Deceptions grown,With fear of being torn,Just waiting for one thing,To feel love’s inspiring sting,And all the pain or happiness,Only Love to Life can bring.
I get a painful kick,
And Lies,Of so many well known‘Others’, that painfullyWant, our Country,To stick!It’s curious,How language is used,Especially by the MediaTo win over and trickWhen of Others,They want to take overTheir Enterprise, as Prize.As their lying chopsThey lick!
Because we met,
Right into clouds of golden thread.Because we met,The Sea accelerates its pace,With waves of passion and white lace.Because we met,The Rose of Love will Never close,For happiness is all It knows.Because we met,There is a meaning to my smileThat has not left me for a while.Because we met,There’s Love Connection, Mystery,Love’s Light that guides our…
Five fingers on our Hand,
That let you understand,That Life and Love can be written,With the simple stroke, of a Hand.