Pure Love knows no rhythm no rhyme
It will always be the curve of your back
How you look at me innocent and out of time
Full of Love for what I lack
Pure Love knows no rhyme no rhythm
It will always be the softness of your skin
How you sing in quiet moments an anthem a hymn
Full of knowledge you hold within
By Peter Stavropoulos
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