By Tryphena Louise Williams (c) 2010
The wind of its passion, one could not ignore
With beating wings of love, all appeared to change
Love's fiery passion, was fuelled the flames
The heart it knew, its love to touch
Its loving heart, loves never too much
No matter where, all love is felt
To fall in love, one could not help
When love is found, it's holy ground
Each joyful step, true love is found
A heart of love, it knows its own
God gave us love, to call us home
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