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"Love"
It is an inexplicable, burning desire
wrapped within my very being when I am awake
You are a constant yearning
for contact, stimulus, and response
I am devoted to giving all
that is necessary to grow you
It is a sacred bond
that cannot be broken with a thousand swords
You are a joining
of two spirits into one
I am full with the feeling of joy
for I cherish your very being and meaning
It is futile
to go against your wish
You are beautiful
un-dying
I am, no more...
for we are, more.
(c)20030302 - Andrew P. Rogers
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