Your love is like a pinnacle
no man could ever climb
but your heart belongs with mine
flowing deeper-all-the time.
Deeper than the rivers
running home to the sea
deeper-than-an apple core
that love you've given to me.
Like honey on my tongue,
like nectar to a bee,
like incense from a flower
that love you've given to me
will always be.
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