fire
you
weren't
searching
for
heart
and
soul
just
a hand
to hold
a body
to keep
you warm
but i
have
fire
in my
soul.
weren't
searching
for
heart
and
soul
just
a hand
to hold
a body
to keep
you warm
but i
have
fire
in my
soul.
Beginning
There’s
A slow
And steady
Warming
Of hearts
There’s
A slow
And steady
Forming
Dreams
A quietly
Growing
Comfort
Of companions
A subtle joy
Of newness
On the pathway
To beginning.
This must
Be
How
Love
Grows.
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