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          (for Teresa)



Our love cannot be measured

By these precious gems and gold,

Our love's the greatest treasure--

Young, exuberant and bold.



Our love is always here,

In these stars, these fields of blooms,

Our love casts out all fear,

Burning bright above all gloom.



It defies all the naysayers,

Who predict the end of time,

Our love's a silent prayer,

Our love is grace divine.



Our love brings joy and laughter

To the cold and lifeless hearts,

That await some hereafter--

Our love is where we are.



Our love's what really matters

In this barren land where dreams

Lie forgotten, lost and scattered

By the people turned machines.



Our love's the greatest story

That was never really told,

Our love is heaven's glory,

Our love is never old.



Our love is always here,

Bringing beauty, joy and peace--

Our love is always near

In these rocks, these lakes, these trees.



Our love is what we share,

Our love is what we are,

Our eyes, our lips, our hair--

Our inner shining star!





                              May 1, 2004