True love is simple and pure.

The simple sound of your voice
The soft lilt of your song
Lifts me to a higher place
Stirs within a golden pond
As the wind blows gently,
Stirring nearby greenery
I know I’ve touched your spirit
It reflects in the brilliant scenery
The sky opens wider
Birds flock and gather round
Chatter and catch up
On all the latest they have found
Tall flower beds,
Grow higher than ever before
Reaching toward the heavens
Smiling and wanting more
Two hands interlace
The fit perfect and secure
Two footfalls match in cadence
A melodic pace, toward
Love and evermore
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