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About This Poem
You
I was loved, before I knew
what love is - that it is you;
I heard your voice, but never knew
the love I heard - that it is you.
Long days and nights that we passed through
without me knowing it was you;
but when I saw you, then I knew,
that we are one, me and you.
And when I lie in bed with you
enchanted by the sight of you
there is but one, it is true -
for we are one, me and you.
*inspired by and posted with the blessing of Elizabeth Wesley
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