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When our love...
Feels like the Autumn or Winter sun
May we allow it...
To become something more.
When our love...
Feels like the Spring or Summer sun
May we, too - allow it...
To become something more.
For feelings...
Like the seasons and the daily sun
Come and go.
Love, I have come to learn
Is always... something more.
Even too, I found... with the commitment
I made to love and cherish you.
May we always allow our love...
To be more than what we thought it could be.
And unlike that far away sun...
If there is to be any distance, let it only be
In how far, together - we have come.
Timothy E. Stevenson December 31, 1998©
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