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Her love
The beauty that our lord form
in his hands I dont care about,
the life that was form by his views of life forget
I dont like,
the beauty of our air makers,
the beauty of the blue oceans
that are above I dont like,
the water form
where catches the tears of life I dont like,
the perfect form for me,
a flower blooming only once,
all to me,
the guardian to my soul,
the gates that surround the object many have to live with,
I love,
I adore so much,
soft pedal skin,
her voice robbing my thoughts,
laughs luring me in,
wake in the light,
warm but not to hot,
heaven I am not,
but next to her flesh and tools
to hold and hug I end up,
strings and chains attach,
slave to her love, walking with no life,
dont see nothing I am lost,
but happy cause lost to love I am,
her voice leads the way,
her heart pumps and pumps,
I need her love or in the pits of darkness I end,
now wondering in the romantic world of love
I adore all do to her beautiful love
