When you can look into her soul
Through her eyes,
Or feel her pain,
When she cries.

If you put her in comfort,
And take all her troubles,
And abandon your dreams
To fulfill hers.

When you want to hold her,
In your arms ,and never let go,
And kiss her forehead,
Untill you're grey and old.

And you know she will be there,
Beside you, on your final sleep,
This feeling of affection here,
This is love,
soo pure and deep.

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