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Songs of the Soul-III


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The word for love is too short.
The word for affection, shallow.
The depth of a book, insufficient.
Since, in love I became
Too vast to measure,
Too deep to fathom,
Too alive to die;
How! I still know not,
To tell you my love. 

Comments

Terri said…
Another great one!!
You rock at these!!!
Hugs
Tia
Anu Lal said…
Thank you So much Tia! I thank God too, for making me capable of sharing what he intends on my lips!,
hugs,
Me Ho

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