Love,
You grew in me
Slowly,
Like roots
That then take hold,
Projecting themselves,
Everywhere.
Making themselves
Indispensable
For my Life to continue
Anywhere,
Without you.
You grew in me,
Slowly,
Like warmth,
When it's cold,
Opening Light for my heart,
That no longer knew,
How to hold happiness,
So far away it had been taken,
While, my life was breaking
And falling apart.
You gave me back,
My smile,
Just by holding my hand,
Looking into my eyes,
Silently saying with your look:
'I understand,
I give you my love
So you no longer cry'
And I had no other way
To say, 'Thank you'
But to Love you
Till the very day, I die.
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