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Feb 2012
Heaven was not found.
You've showed me it was here, now,
in life and in love.

But yet, in your arms
bliss is over abundance.
A world full of love.

You are beautiful.
The stuff of songs and poems.
The birds sing for you.

I am a nothing,
but with you I become more.
I am your lover.

My heart, it is yours
to keep and have forever.
This I promise you.

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Yet, our love is new.
The waters must be test.
Heavy are our hearts.

Could they sink like rocks?
Perhaps, our love is buoyant;
I do believe so

There are not enough
hours in the day to show you
the love I have.

No eternity
could ever be enough to
give you all my love

My heart, it falls deep,
into the stomach it slips,
only to jump up.

My heart, it leaps forth
Into your hands; it is yours,
there for whenever.

That's the way it is.
My love will always be yours
Never could that change.

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And the sun may boom
and asunder into nothing,
my love will still burn.

And the cities fall
and crumble into debris,
my love will live on.

And the seas may dry
into the dust and the dead earth,
my love will still thrive

And the stars shine not
taking with them the night skies,
my love will still glow

You are the burning
ember that sets ablaze the
flames within my heart.
P S Bravo
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