Love has no ending,
If its love true.
Love has no changing,
Just plain magnitude.
There's no need to worry,
No need to hurry,
Love grows in its own time, it's own way.
Ours is one that is ever growing.
You're the balm of my heart,
My joy so severe.
We are pure in heart, perfect in will.
A slow, soft poisonous song,
There would be no music ,
If you were gone.
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