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She moves in ways...

 

she moves in ways mere words won't suffice

even with the greatest of understanding at your command

even with the most passionate of souls beating in your breast

even with Shakespearean words at your disposal

you would still be unable to decipher the rush of emotions

that go through my heart and mind

at that instant our eyes connect, our worlds collide

never to be the same again

she loves me in ways touches my soul so gentle

a smile from her chases all my blues away

she loves me in ways of such refreshing innocence

every moment with her is a treasured memory

which I shall never forget

If I knew at this moment my life would somehow end

every second I would spend in her presence

not a wasted breath or word

not a feeling or thought would go unspoken

with the specter of death fast approaching

she would know from the very first time I laid eyes on her

there was never a need to love another

she would know that even in death

when I'm long forgotten by everyday people

In her everyday surroundings my spirit is with her

In times of loneliness my love will keep her strong

In times of deep despair my love will protect you

from all that seeks to destroy you

with the grim reaper about to inhale my last breath

this life has been complete

from the very first moment our eyes did meet...

 

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