True Love
My love,
When your heart aches.
When your spirit breaks.
When you could float away,
No stability.
I will hold you down.
I will keep you here with me.
I will be your roots,
As the storm beats.
Beats with no sympathy.
For you my love,
I will stand above the crowd.
Beat down the judging scowls.
I'll keep you planted,
Safely here with me.
For you my love.
For you,
My Love.
I do almost anything.
Copyright © Ashley Caldwell | Year Posted 2010
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