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Three Hundred and Sixty Five Days

Three Hundred and Sixty Five Days

For Jeremiahbull and the precious love we share.
Three hundred and sixty five days,
Fifty two weeks,
Two souls met
Each held a key.

They seemed to fit 
Like a lost puzzle piece,
Like a déjà vu 
from a forgotten dream.

They had a natural rhythm,
Their minds in sync.
They spoke the same language,
In the same melody.

Like the leaves and trees
And flowers and bees,
Nature ruled over them 
And a root grew from a seed.

Their home was their hearts,
Their hearts lovingly decreed;
To each other we belong 
For no other do we need.


January 29, 2013
Our lives forever changed.
For better or for worse
We'll never be the same.

I'll kiss you in March 
When you come to me, 
And the promise we've made 
Will be made physically.

I love you sweet man,
I adore your sweet heart. 
You bring such joy to my life,
And this only the start.

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