Sunday, August 2, 2015

Your Love

In my bed I think of you
your love so unconditional
ohhhh so pure.

It makes me wonder
makes me smile and cry
You carry me around
like a new born child.

Gives me faith
Gives me hope
that I would do well
and not just survive.

Thank you for your love
unconditional and pure
May I always have the pleasure
to be called one of yours.

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