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| Love has no height. |
Your Love Is A Morning Mist
whose patches clear With sparkles of your voice,
Your Love Is A Sun – Beam,
Whose stream lights me up,
Your Love Is An Oasis,
Whose Waters quenches my
Your Love Is A Sea- Rock,
Whose pool cools my emotions,
Your Love Is An Alibi,
Whose evidence proves my innocence,
Your Love Is An Almanack,
Whose pages of my records are published,
Your Love Is A Silage,
Whose grasses feed me in winter.
Poem By
Leonard K Akidahttps://theparrots08.blogspot.com
