I used to stumble, weakly as a child,
Who cannot see, touch, smell, taste or feel,
A wandering entity whom love defiled,
And made to falsely genuflect and kneel.
So very many nights through tears I've slept, Drowning in the indifference of this earth,
So very many years my heart I kept,
Eager to light the fires of home and hearth.
But then one soft, cool night not long ago,
Your love you tenderly presented me,
And in my veins new life began to flow,
As we were joined for all eternity.
When we outgrow our cells of flesh and bone,
I pray our love will freely fly back home.
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