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How Comes Love... How comes love... Silently, stealthily, out of shadows On panther's feet with graceful power. How comes love... Drumming, trumpeting, banners in the sun Cymbals clashing melodic force. How comes love... Teasing laughter, friendly banter, windblown Simple pleasure to fascination. How comes love... Surging, ocean tide crashing on shore Undertow overwhelming the heart. How comes love... I know not how my love comes I only bid him Godspeed! "I may not do great things, but I can do small things with great love." Mother Theresa  |
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Very beautiful!! Thank you for sharing this!
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