True Love
More than anything ever that walked the planet face,
Missed more than anything ever dead or living,
Than anything ever of value or worth the owning,
Missed more than anything ever worth taking or giving.
More than anything ever bestowing cause to smile,
Missed more than Spirit of Christmas expectation,
Than anything ever desired with potent hunger,
Missed more than all the bounty of salvation.
More than anything ever that touched the human heart,
Missed more than all the prior lips of kissing,
True love it has to be, true love it is
Outclassing anything I am ever missing.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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