My Angel Love
Love is giving of oneself, without any goal in return.
Love is a feeling; you get of fulfilling their needs.
Love is inside, never requiring an answer from other.
True love is feeling abandoned, after a tough quarrel.
Missing, but still longing, for a touch or a tender kiss.
Knowing the question, that our love will continue,
Each day, though we are different entities of earth.
Our togetherness grows, evolving into forever.
Our minds separate, but hearts bonded in richness.
Our souls surrender to the passion, we no longer miss.
Not relying on sexual, but sensual knowing our way,
Physical union, a magical dimension we have shared.
However, each day our hands clasp, satisfies my senses
Your scent of sensual purity, my temple of true bliss,
Even the minuet, we share at times delivers elation.
Each hour that passes, I deem you are my love Angel.
That has entered my life, to create peace in my soul.
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