Gladly I welcome you!
In love is where we belong...you in my tree
smiling at me. There is so much of me you
do not see, yet how much more I want to
invite you and feed you the moon. There
are no barriers to love. The loves that
end are not based on being a friend;
instead there based on a means to an end.
True to you, stunned by eyes of blue, you
are someone I admire, even when you walk in
the mire. There is so much to see in this
world of ours clandestine, but not forever
foreboding. This is a love without chores.
This is a love that overcomes the past. You
deserve to be adored day by day more and
more. It's a smile at every turn. It's
Christmas daily; Hanukah every night. It's
the light The Lord keeps burning a free
gift you won’t be returning. With great
trembling and shaking, wont of no desire,
we're never consumed, only warmed by the fire.
Rosemarie Columban Dundon
In love is where we belong...you in my tree
smiling at me. There is so much of me you
do not see, yet how much more I want to
invite you and feed you the moon. There
are no barriers to love. The loves that
end are not based on being a friend;
instead there based on a means to an end.
True to you, stunned by eyes of blue, you
are someone I admire, even when you walk in
the mire. There is so much to see in this
world of ours clandestine, but not forever
foreboding. This is a love without chores.
This is a love that overcomes the past. You
deserve to be adored day by day more and
more. It's a smile at every turn. It's
Christmas daily; Hanukah every night. It's
the light The Lord keeps burning a free
gift you won’t be returning. With great
trembling and shaking, wont of no desire,
we're never consumed, only warmed by the fire.
Rosemarie Columban Dundon
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