She is good and she is kind
she is beautiful and light.
I'm her safety I'm her peace
I'm her warmth and she is free.
I will love her 'til I die
until we say our last goodbyes,
I will love her 'til our gentle souls
may meet again after we go.
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The Listening
PoetryA collection of half-way poetry, full of words better left unsaid.
