Love is not something you can read from a book,
Love is not that,
Love is not a way to breath in life,
Love is not that,
True love comes from the soul.
Through the gleaming eyes,
The unspoken lips,
The sound of laughter,
The silk of hair,
To be one and not another is true.
To say you love her,
To say she's beautiful,
The quiver of love,
Drawn by the bow,
A shot of true love within the heart.
Theres a gleam in her eyes,
A tear of love and hope,
A yell of rejoice,
The feel of here skin towards mine,
The kiss of a life time.
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