A special understanding.
Sometimes it happens
Through the darkness of the day we share
An understanding without compare
No judgements or recrimination brought to bare
No expectations wrapped in guilt to wear
For your life is my life
And my love is yours
This is the only way we know how
Je t'aime et je t'adore.
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2011-01-30 at 18:39
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