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WE LIVE NOT WHERE WE LOVE
A man, he waits, so patiently,
his heart and soul to give.
From far away, he bides his time...
For his love's not where he lives.
Time, it seems to stand so still
when distance parts two hearts.
But deepest love, it always grows...
so never shall they part.
His woman waits, her wholeness given,
with him, she finds her rest.
No other can ever steal her heart...
For with her man, she's blessed.
United as one, two souls so true,
embraced in wings of doves.
Separation cannot break their spirits...
Though they live not where they love.
On this, our second anniversary,
I give these thoughts to thee.
For I love you unconditionally...
as I know that you love me.
~LadyHawke~
{SK}
© May 5, 2003
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.....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Very nice.
Very nice.