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Apr 2015
Oh, I have suffered
because of my love for you.
There is nothing in this world below
or in the heavens above
that would stop my heart beating for you.
Oh, you are the beginning and ending
of my existence.
Oh, how at night my soul
longs to be by your side
and whispers tender words
of love into your ear.
Oh, since creation began
in a time long ago
as though it were before
the dawning of memory
I have loved you
with a strength beyond my understanding.
Oh, the sun, and moon, and stars
rise and climb to the top of heaven
and set in their path across the sky
to my love and passion for you.
Oh, you are the reason time and creation began
and without you there would be no flower
or green grass to grow.
Oh, you are the very flower and reason for existence.
The hearts of countless creatures beat in rhythmΒ Β because of you.
Oh, I have been driven mad in my love and longing for you.
The life of my heart
and the life of my soul
and the life of my brain
do live their life
and know there only purpose
because of you.
Oh, you are a sad song
when I fear for your love.
And you are a song of passion
when I consider your lovely form and soul
and my heart sings its love song
as from the first days of creation.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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