My Love For You

My Love For You ode

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You think that I don’t love you,
Well that makes my heart so very sad
My love for you if measured,
Could go round the universe and distant galaxies time and time again,
My love for you could fill every cavern and abyss of the great ocean deep.
My love for you could reach every mountain peak
If my love for you was a lawnmower it could hold every blade of grass
If you counted all the stars in the sky, that would still be so much less then my love for you.
If my love was a ladder
Heaven would be in sight,
If my love for you were the sun there would be never ending light.
If my love for you was a great winding river there would never be a drought.
So you see my darling, my love is immeasurable and will always be that way.
Because I love the very bones of you
And your beautiful tortured soul.
So never doubt my affections again as to me you are a mighty God amongst men.
That is how much I Love you.

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