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The Pure Kind

The Pure Kind How do we discover the truth? It is not something easy to discern The purest love you seek Is not something you have to learn When it happens to you Will you know it has arrived? Well, let’s just take a look Please understand..It cannot be contrived First there is this strange sensation Of being happy for no good reason All the senses come to attention It won’t matter what the season Next you feel you could fly with no wings The freedom of knowing for sure That the amazing love you feel Will surely last and always endure Then there are just a few items left Of which you must judge to be true Look for the love light in your true love’s eyes And you shall see their soul.. Loving just you Then you have discovered a truth Not many lovers happen to know It is True love of the purest kind And from here it shall only grow. Connie Moore, 5/13/14

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Date: 5/13/2014 8:43:00 PM
Very deep thoughts about love - great write. Thank you for sharing!
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Connie Moore
Date: 5/13/2014 9:26:00 PM
Thank you Pandita Connie

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