Here I sit beside you on the banks of a flowing creek;
Enchanted by your emerald eyes to the point I do not speak.
The sun beats down on us as you reach now I succumb to your charms,
Losing my breathe in your energy match being safe within your arms.
Then my heart feels your love wrap around us like angel wings,
My mind dances a thousand dances as I hear you speak of things.
No matter what is said there is an air of divine in our voice,
Rapture to our soul's enlightening life with God's sweet choice.
The holy grail of passion is ignited in each others glorious ways,
True love in the mystic moment singing God's triumphant praise.
And I shall pray for no other because you are the one that is true,
Soft romance forever in my pure heart, forever in love with you...
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