Your smile is the creek running free
Your eyes are the air in the woodsYour voice is the darkness of the caves
Your touch is the field growing high
Your love is my paradise
and I love you deeply...
... with summer thoughts.
From age 13.
Life is a journey, and this is mine.
"And if I... know all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing." I Corinthians 13:2
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