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to my love, from your beloved
by Emily Skinner
Emily "Adjoa" enjoys writing poetry about everything. She was given the name Adjoa, which means "born on a Monday," when she helped set up a music school in West Africa. She is a full-time musician and performs every Monday night in an Irish Pub in Los Angeles.
You can find more on Adjoa at adjoaskinner.com. |
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Love, a word that you complete
So how to put in word
What earthly men and Satan's lies
May label as absurd
I can only love you
Because you first loved me
And with a greater love
That alone has set me free
I love you Lord, my only love
I love you very much
I long to gaze into your eyes
And feel your soothing touch
You are a dove, you are a bird
That flew into my heart
That loved me with an endless love
Beginning from the start
So great this love I cannot take
And put it in a jar
And no matter where I run to
You, Love, are never far
You smile a smile so brilliant
It causes me to weep
Like falling in an endless sea
With depths beyond the deep
Thru promises I've broken
And faith that wavered so
You've promised me and spoken
That You'll never let me go
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