An infinite fountian,
Holding of endless inspiration,
Feeding feelings of purest light.
Conveying things once never thought.
Only to be sent,
Through your eyes.
To mine they travel,
Exciting every cell,
Yielding of all speech.
These mystic waters,
Penetrate to my very core,
My soul not opened so easily.
But these doors have been opened,
To your command.
I give myself to you,
In hope of always,
That you are here,
And that i am always here for thee.
This is my Love for you,
For our eternity

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