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If I give you the time of day. IF I GIVE YOU THE TIME OF DAY. If I give you the time of day Then I cannot love you in the many years Nor tell of my love for you in the months The weeks and days, the minutes or seconds My love for you is an un-measurable distance A dimension of cloudy sensations, a joy of love Which can only be written to a softening In love, I am the beat of a Songbird’s wings The thermal uplift of an Eagle’s flight I am the noise that a drifting snowflake brings The spirit of a wandering star at night I am a dawn’s kiss to the lips of rosy day I am nowhere to somewhere in a ’s eyes The smile of a buttercup to Butterflies in play I am the widening eyes to a sweet surprise I am joy to this world in an embracing God’s love for mankind and for everything So, should I give you the time of day Then how might I love you in that time’s way? No, love is not to any length of time’s measure It is an always, ever… A dimension of pleasure. |
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Lovely Ron. I think I had a dream about you last night, hahahaha, notsurprised with poems like this. Dont worry Im taken
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Yes, love is ethereal, isn't it!
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