Do we really know.....
It comes upon us quietly,
As the silently falling snow.
It is the way,
We relate depth in how we feel,
Is it in the way we look...
Or is it what is really real?
It is not the way,
You seem by sight,
It is the heart of a soul,
You love with all your might.
It is in the caring,
The gentle and loving ways,
That brings hunger in the night,
And loving thoughts throughout the day.
We are on this earth,
For such a short time,
I cannot help that for,
Just a space of it,
I wish to be yours and you to be mine.
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