Contest- Your Love Pulls Me
sponsor-Anoucheka Gangabisson
Love has a gleam to warm and satisfy to be bequeathed by hearts of gold as this becomes a love to sanctify to be a place of warmth while growing old in a timeless journey so magical Where hands are held in quiet contentment When love becomes a realm so natural And memories made are a covenant As your love pulls me through the days we live We have heard the sighs and cries we have known and do not need to forget or forgive in our sanctuary where love has grown We have found the farthest edge of our dream And came to feel as one with our love's gleam
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