Love Of You

Love Of You prose poem

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I have found the love of you
deep within my past
searching for light
is only you I see true

I have found the love of you
so dear and heart to render
the glow of the deep sky blu
so warmly and homely so tender

I have found the love of you
back in the days
when our love was new
holding me close in so many ways

I have found the love of you
tight and imaginative
for the dark has gone woo
light airy and creative

I have found the love of you
so many times
although it seems a love ago
touching me senselessly in rhythm and ryhmes

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Truly to say I am a female aged 55 brown in colour of skin who like to express the glamour within. Living single no commitments delights in making happiness my extent. Worked in offices and hotels, cleaning is best for me and like marketing viewing scenery and go for little walks sometimes watching movies of comedy.
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