Love
Thinking of her beautiful face brightens up my day
Brings me out of my sadness and gives me a reason to go on.
She gives me drive, purpose in this cold world.
The light at the end of the tunnel and the stars reflected in my eyes.
Every day I fight, fight through each day to see you
And every time I leave you it is a struggle but I only
Have to look to the next day , the next time, our next meeting
And the sun comes back out from behind the clouds.
Love …
Your love
Is gold
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