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Saturday, March 23, 2013

Come My Love...

Come My Love...
Come my Love and
Be the Soul of my heart.
For, when, we, Twain, shall be One, you will be:
--Distance is but a man-made idea.--
The voice of my silence,
--Come nearer, and close the thought-distance gap.--
The music in my head, and the dance in my body,
--Hold my hand, and never let us part again.--
The rain to my garden, and the flower in a Lover's heart,
--Be the Catherine to my Heathcliff.--
Once again.
Come my Love and
Be the Soul of my heart.


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