the clouds
sitting like snow
on heavens window sill
the peacefulness
the feeling of fullfilment
the joy that it brings
in all the lovely creations
by the loving hand
that created the living picture
for you and I
to sit here at the fireplace
while in your embrace
thanking him for you
upon my every waking days
to look in every direction
and see the sensuality
and feel the deep sensual passion that went through
our creators heart
all good things lead us to his heart
all bad things lead our hearts straight to him
upon every waterfall
every bird that sings
every star that will shine tonight
for the beauty in a lovers moon
every bud in bloom
the warming hands of the morning sun
the breeze a very light mist whispering by
lovers new and old
the gentleness in a voice
are all possible because of him
the understanding of a soul
when i go to sleep or wake up whole
i'll never forget to thank him
for the passion in his heart
that he shares with me

and for the
most precious gift
of his love

the gift of
this life that i call
mine

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