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Sweet within the song of love I wonder then reject the thought of losing you to another For I know you love me with only the need for tender whispers like rose pedals upon the slowly flowing water But how can I with so little other than that to offer hope that within you there is that spark of love for me I live only for the moment that spark becomes a flaming torch I watch you from my window of love and send you thoughts of sweet caresses whispered upon the air Now I wait with open heart for your love to reach me... Robert Hayden Pursell Vote for this poem
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