I Live For
I live but for the precious moments when we are together,
And the weight of my life becomes that of feather
My spirit and soul are lifted, and you do so inspire
My passion and my love to burn as hot as a fire
What magic is this that heals, that restores me?
It’s no mystery, no riddle; pray that you may adore me
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