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True Love

It is sometimes difficult
To know someone
That really loves us
Someone that sees
What we see
Someone that feels
The way we feel
Sometimes, somedays
At least some of the time
That someone has us
In eternal heart
Someone that wishes us heavenly gifts
And things that make this world
Comfortable for us
That someone
Who cannot express his feelings
Vividly and lucidly
To us
That kind of love
HE has for us
That someone
Whose silence
Means billions of heavenly blessings
For us
That someone
Who wishes us more exceedingly
Abundantly above
That we Think, wish and ask
For ourselves
That someone
Whom you mean so much to
Someone, I mean
Heart to heart....love
Spirit to spirit....love
Soul to soul....love
Body to body....love


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