You speak to my hidden self,
know where I am and need to be.
Our talk, our touch, our loving …
happen through the grace of your heart.
We share fears, joys, disappointments —
yet I have a secret:
my heart is here, and yours to hold.
Give me your love, it lives.
Tell me of your sadness, it cries.
Laugh with me, it is glad.
I trust my heart’s response to you as
a flower trusts the morning Sun and
blossoms through the dew.
So too, our loving bond stands in the
light of day for all to see that together
we are one in life and two in love.
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