Special feelings,
A weird bond,
Once procured
In words,
of face to face love,
and those  lain on the line,
For I don't cry more,
Nor cry any less,
I cry for no man,
I cry only,
through my pen,
for the one man who matters,
who matters to me,
he holds my fragile heart,
and my soul in his hands,
I will love him always,
but ,like birds we fly free,
I will always love you and you will always love me,
and I am honoured,
and blessed,
to have shared precious time,
only with precious you!
(C) Livvi