Love Profound
As she walks along barren ground,
Flowers develop beneath her feet
Yellow daffodils surround
And rise up from concrete
The air is the essence of holidays
Exuberance to all abounds
Through her magic gateway
Hear the melodious sounds
Electricity courses through me
Charged with shear delight
A kiss from her and I am free
To heaven, my heart takes flight
Like fairy dust sprinkled on my head
My feet never touch the ground
I am drowning but do not dread
For it is in her love profound.
poem by T.James Becker
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