my love with inn.
in my hunger,she will thirst for me.the sound of my voice blows within
the winds of her soul,that gives her
life.
in my silience she will weep for me.
as i lay upon the lonelyness of my
bed for the warmth of are bodys,are
love?
in my sarrow she will have on rest, for
i am her delight! an she is my within
that i hold! the esscence of all that
exsits.
that will exsits, her very movement
the beat of my hart! she is my once
delight an i her breath within!
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