My girl, to my heart and soul you are anointment,
in my words you are in many terms and disguises
and I do look out to our next intimate appointment
while with you and in you my heart constantly rises,
while every day is perfect when you are with me,
where you are significant and truly vividly sublime,
while you walk this world with a kind of dignity
as a wanderer in this realm of life, space and time
and I pray that you remain in my heart and soul,
that I might know you in each day's happiness,
as you make me alive, make my strong and whole
as the only true and right cure to life's loneliness,
as I turn the pages of my life it's you that I find,
where you are witty, truthful, beautiful and kind.
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