Acts of love
Love is what love does.
Thoughtful deeds reveal love.
Love is. Never was.
Love remains the natural drug.
Feel the breeze, see the flow
of the river from the coast,
The feel of warmth the heart does know
the presence of love has drawn so close,
Hear the singing of the birds,
or your spouse's charming words,
O' sweet love from melody's heard
will keep the heart of man preserved.
The midnight hour, the midnight stars
the partly clouds, beneath the moon afar,
O' the wonders unveiled from above,
reveals the awesome Creator, and His acts of love.
Thoughtful deeds reveal love.
Love is. Never was.
Love remains the natural drug.
Feel the breeze, see the flow
of the river from the coast,
The feel of warmth the heart does know
the presence of love has drawn so close,
Hear the singing of the birds,
or your spouse's charming words,
O' sweet love from melody's heard
will keep the heart of man preserved.
The midnight hour, the midnight stars
the partly clouds, beneath the moon afar,
O' the wonders unveiled from above,
reveals the awesome Creator, and His acts of love.
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