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May 2019
The pale silken canvas of my skin
is where this tale of true love begins
caresses traverse my body's plains
in lovers repose tender care remains

You took my hand and led me where
until freed by your love I did not dare
to explore deep emotional landscapes
now by my free will  I seek no escape

It's true we feel a connection so deep
at times your devotion makes me weep
tears of pure joy bliss hitherto unknown
roots now deep from loves seeds sown

To think of life lived without you near
is agony pure torture wrought my dear
I push the thoughts out cast far away
and pray in my life you will always stay

the winds of heartache blew us together
who'd know we'd find our truest forever
you found me bruised and my heart torn
to turn blue to joy blast away all forlorn

I'm thankful every day I wake with you
you took the chance to see me through
my tears and hurt wounded by another
to pull me to your warmth, eternal lover.

J.C. honey-owl 23/05/2019.
Jayne E
Written by
Jayne E  F/New Zealand
(F/New Zealand)   
65
   Harper
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