Tuesday 10 April 2012

A Love

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Love
is but a sweet caress
A gentle touch upon thy breast
As flowers fresh in early Spring
Or baby birds as they take wing
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Love will paint the roses hue
In vibrant colors graced with dew
As sunshine greets the morning sky
To kiss the fields of wheat and rye
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Love is like the ocean's lure
Warm, embracing and secure
As Winter's clear or warmlit days
As misty mountains in the haze
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Finally, love will test the soul
As minutes, days, then years unfold
A word of caution brings advice
True love requires sacrifice
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