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Thy Song Of Love
By: Albert Griffin

O’ how thy heart beats for you.

Thy words are the coats your heart wears.

For thou’s slumber shall not be to such length.

For I shall awaken you with thy’s sweet kiss.

Thou’s love is as sacred as the holy grail.

For thy arms are your coat of arms in battle.

For love shalt not be taken by the sleight of hand.

For thou wounds can sealed and thou wounds can be healed.

Let thy voice be the harmony playing on your love harp.

Let thy sweet words bellow in your ear drums.

For thy love is thy song of love.