Why do I still endeavor to put my Love in words
Is there life within the letters that keep crying to be heard
Loves been spoken of for ages, by poets, saints, and seers
Could it be a word is missing, would it's finding make Love clear
Oh ...I could speak of Love forever
One thought put my tongue to rest
When you know that Love is all there is...
Well then, it's well enough
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