My life: A storehouse of love,
I must open the door to breathe
I have been struggling in the dark to long
Only rarely on chance getting out.
Yet I do venture out and return home enriched
Somehow my paths cross the God's friends
who bring more than I could ever imagined
unseen and unsoughtthey continue to grow
giving my life energy, wisdom and strength.
Their being is beautiful, I am fortunate to husband this life.
your love is more precious than gold or sensual pleasure
And let us be honest, you have brought me abundance of both.
like sunlight, two facest simultaneously direct and soothing
bringing light and warming my heart with company
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