The Fire of Desire
The Warmth of Breath
Very Much of Touch
Can't Miss no Kiss
Would Die before Lie
For Loving is Blessing
Rate of God's Fate
Healed Whole from Hole
Left Behind so Kind
From Heart away Apart
I Know why How
God's Grace in Haste
Sand of Man's love
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