(in answer to Cas Vos)
Where you notice the impressions and colour of my eyes
you do realise that we are one in flesh and spirit,
while you read deeper impressions from my heart,
that the two of us serve the same Lord God
and then I know that someone like you I do not deserve,
where without any fear you do sacrifice yourself for me,
where what we have got do heal us from the assaults of life
and love is much more than just a mere kind of maybe,
when people and the world do lash out at us
this bond goes much deeper,
and out of my rib cage you do come to me.
This bond is intimate and full of insight,
something that remains in faith past life,
constantly it leaves you and me speechless.
[Reference:"Misinterpreted" by Cas Vos.]
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