Linda George Poems

Love, is for the giving, and not, for the taking.
The joy, that is given, when it's love, that you're making.
It's walking, on air, and reaching, cloud nine.
And it sends shivers, that climb, every step, of your spine.
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I could climb, the highest mountain, with you, right by my side.
I have dreamt, I'm drowning, in the sea, and with you, I have, survived.
I feel as though, the "Pearly Gates", have opened up, for me.
I feel, as though, I have been blind, and now, my eyes, can see.
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I'm so rich, in love, that I'm dancing, in the air.
And if it were, money, I'd be a millionaire.
How can, something, so wrong, feel so right?
This feeling, that haunts me, by day, and by night.
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