He became my freedom
holding tenderly my crystal heart.
Finding each piece
someone else shattered
healing each broken part.
Love's gift is the mending
salvation, understanding.
A stroke of emotions,
vivid passion unfolding
without ever being demanding.
Now I soar heavens skies
as rains of life turned
to angelic tears.
He washed away my fears.
Happiness pure, precious
grows strong with desires.
He's my EVERYTHING until
my old soul expires.
















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