Your Love
when you touch my hand
I truly understand
the wonder of your love
when you say the words
you think I haven’t heard
the sound of your love
when you say my name
and I know that all is changed
the meaning of your love
when you hold me close
saying I’m what matters most
the offering of your love
what I’m giving back
all that I once lacked
the returning of your love
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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