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My Love, my love
becomes more love
the moment I think of you.

Your eyes, as blue as the sea,
reach to mine near or far.

Your hands extend my way easily.
Your hug holds fast to what I know.

My Love, my love
becomes more love
the moment I think of you.

Thank you, B, for my beautiful roses.
You bless my life and another birthday.

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One comment

  1. Hi Jan

    This is poignant and beautifully voiced! I can feel the love echoing throughout this poem and in these lines especially —

    Your hands extend my way easily.
    Your hug holds fast to what I know.

    My Love, my love
    becomes more love
    the moment I think of you.

    And yes, when we think of our loved one or ones, the love intensifies and deepens.

    Thank you for sharing this,
    take care
    Wendy

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