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Your Love Is

 Your Love Is

Your love is, your love is
The drug that keeps me sane
Your love is your love is
A gift from a higher plain
Under the blanket of our love
There is no where else I’d rather be
You make me want the seconds to last for hours
You make me love the life I live
Because you are my sanctuary
You are my light
You are my rock when the storms are strong
I never walk alone
I never feel alone
You are my hand to guide me
You are my saving grace
You are a real life miracle
Carved from lifes love dna
Nobody compares to you
I don’t have anyone else on a pedestal
You are my ballerina in my magic box of love
I open the lid to past memory of you and future ones
You make the light brighter than a star exploding

V Topp

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