No Other Gift

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    No Other Gift

    There is a fire burning inside me

    Burninng hotter for you each day

    The touch of your lips upon me

    The gaze in your eyes that way

    The magical sound of your laughter

    Or the intimate words of your body

    This is the love that I am after

    You make me feel like somebody

    When your hope approches zero

    And your heart just needs a lift

    Please let me be your hero

    And I'll ask no other gift

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    lovingheart’s Poems (6)

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