Be loved,
and let his gentle hands hold yours,
forget how nights and days are lost,
and drowned between his face and dreams,
that blow with every summer winds
be loved,
and watch these words embrace you warm,
as though his prayers and calming arms,
for every childish moments and selfish minds,
his words are tender as 'cloudless clime'
be loved,
and let the twilight sky float above you,
his presence requires not too many clues,
the stars, the winds, and the moody clouds,
are everywhere, but his whereabouts
and love,
he knows your heart will always receive,
for all his caring there's no limit,
and when you're loved, you'll also love,
cause he's the gift that falls from God,
to you..
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