We meet people each day.
Some just cleave to us never going away,
Some just impress us we pray they stay
Always and forever till our hair is grey.
Tasch! You'll always be new to me.
But its like i knew you before we knew.
And my heart told me you' re one in a few.
And I'm sure it is true.
I've always thought it impossible
For feelings to travel,
To transend time or space,
Even go beyond the vast ocean of miles.
But emotions need no hands,
For it can travel to whatever lands.
You are a woman of virtue,
That i know is true.
For I've been on shores,
Awaiting your waves.
My muse, you make me feel brave.
You gave and still give me joy
Thats how i know you're GodSend
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