When


When o’er Thee and me
this mind does flow
no gate or border stand
to hold my dreams

In the time of now,
I wish to pull You close
our hands entwined like living vines
to make us spin and see Your smile.

I wish us falling on the grass,
our laughters meet in kisses
the almonds of our eyes
defining joy in our stares

When someone feels as I feel Thee
there is nothing more she could desire

When there is Love,
as I love Thee
then bliss,
and less is crime

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