The world is a bottle of champagne, a shaken current of time, an explosion of life, but the blessing that is prayer for you is mine...
The travelling of stars, of Pluto and Mars, infinite numbers and vibrant colours, but you are my Lord...
The accelerating exploration of minds and creation of poetry, love of words, like a million pound lottery. Miracles and signs made from love, but your strength is that which sends me to the Light above...
Fore, my love for you excels, I believe, as it has no trinkets or bells, it has no money or car, or fame, and never any blame, it comes straight from my hearts very cells, when you hear my heart thud! its my bodies beat saying I'm with you, I'm with you, I'm with you...
Blossom and Rose, white, pink or red, bushes and trees, nourished and fed, it keeps on growing does my love and will never end, fore Heaven above is where its led, it came from the ground that You found, step by step I walk with you, we walk forever...
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