Dear Love, My Love Is Forever

Dear Love,

I lament the over bearing fact of the loss,
The dejection of one's lost self,
The aimless wanderings of a raving mind,
For my love guides me to my destination,

It is my strength, my passion, my life,
It is my waking hours, to my slumber,
It is the blanket that I snugly hold on to, for my heart,
The infinite and never ending vigour,

I love your beauty,
I love your presence,
For it lifts my spirit,
It is the fire that keeps burning,

I love your enduring ardour,
Your words that keep me company,
In the loneliest nights when the stars do not shine,
I adore you with all my heart,

Yours Truly,
Your Love Forever.

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