Hand of Love
My love culminates
to reach the best I can reach.
Your hand touches mine and joyous love floats above the peak.
Your kind gentle ways are imputed for my lasting love.
When you are flippant and we laugh, senseless...
I love thee even more
Love grows
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2009
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