love come softly
to my heart
don't approach
too fast or too furious
for i am battle weary
my shield, my soul
torn and bleeding.
but come to me
as spring comes
after winter
a gradual warmth
a new beginning.
hold me
keep me
safe in your arms
comfort me
in times of trouble.
...love be my friend.
Now THIS is the picture of how it SHOULD be.........
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