Breathless

A word, to sum up complete,
To make amends with all wrong.
A word, to hold that part close, 
To make words sound complete.

A word, that conquers all,
That gives life at last some meaning.
A word, that means more than pleasure,
Ever no trace inkling to doubt.

A word, that means our friendship, 
Of heart, body and mind. 
A word that is of time long grown,
Of trees moved on by cool breeze. 

A word, that means you are my one, 
And willingly I am yours too.
A word, that means age old understanding,
That small word is simply trust.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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