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my love.

If thy world,
should ever darken,
Let me pull thy stars,
From within thy nights sky's,
Place them softly surrounding you,
If thy voice,
Shall ever grow weary,
Let my heart teach it to sing,
Empowering the strength within, you,
If ever you are cold my love,
My arms are open wide,
Wrapping you in surrendered love,
Within my heart with pride,
If thy heart ever ache's
my love,
Let me hold thy pain,
I'll heal your wounds,
And hold memories close till you are strong again,

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Georgina Richardson

A beautiful piece sweety and so romantic. The word " warping" did you mean wrapping? Love G xx

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Nardine Sanderson

Oh Georgina your the Best sweetheart, i didn't even notice my phone error in type, i don't really like this auto correct, thank you beautiful for bringing it to my attention i will fix it at once , much love to you sweetheart xx

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Nardine

An excellent love poem, My applause, My love, My vote

Let me hold thy pain,
I'll heal your wounds,
And hold memories close till you are strong again,

Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Ravindra Kumar

Striking lines are the following -

"If thy heart ever ache's,

my love,

Let me hold thy pain,"

Trust-able words,..thank you.

Ravindra KumarĀ 

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