Drawing lines on this sand of course meaningless
But then at it I’m not speechless
My mind working endlessly
Thinking of that which is nothing but heavenly
Of that which I love with nothing but my all
All for that which I cannot now call
My own heart in another body
A better me in this mine other body
Words will only try but fail
To define this Perfection oh yes fail
To define what I and mine other share
I know this is love oh yes for this one I cannot spare.

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