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(my Love, my life)

...and blessed indeed
with a key for the city of Cincin...
the ring on my finger
a token of my sixth sense,
the furrow of my brow
has spoken of these three sins

but on bended knee do I bow,
for my man: he and I
to the days of Genesis beginnings
to do it right

my Love my life
the love of My life

My Love! My Love! reunitedly
like a gift from above that ever entices me.

Copyright © 2005 Jacquii Cooke