Close Within My Heart
Even though we are miles apartThroughout the empty spaces in between...Do not fret, my love, because you are close within my heart!A blessed thing this love of mine has been...Your love has fertilized this barren soilWith flowering seeds of deep affectionAnd with your loving-kindess and constant toilMy heart has blossomed with roses of devotion;In the distanceOur love shall continue to growWith much potency and without resistanceNor the weeds that attach themselves to the roots belowAnd choke my existence;You may say with much grief and painThat you aren't able to reap what you have sowed..But please do not despair, for your work was not in vain...For your constant labor, much gratitude you are owed;If it weren't for youThis poor soul of mine would be a desolate place;A barren field, most uninhabited and lonelyBut now it has flourished and shines with so much beauty and grace..Germinated by your love and nourished by your loyalty;It is only fair that you can reap and enjoyThe splendor of your creationWith much pleasure and joyas you rendered in passion and affection..And yet we are miles and miles afarYet in my beauty I am gratefulAs I look into the mirrorI see the one who is responsibleFor my true beauty..And even though we are miles apart, You are forever close within my heart. Mary Gonzalez (c) 20002000, Dedicated to my sweetie: ((( Alex)))))) : 0 X Written November 4th, 2001 © on Nov 03 2001 09:53 PM PST, Mary Aris 0 • 8
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"Even though we are miles apartThroughout the empty spaces in between...Do not fret, my love, because you are close within my heart!A blessed thing this love of mine has been...Your love has fertilized this barren soilWith flowering seeds of deep affectionAnd with your loving-kindess and constant toilMy heart has blossomed with roses of devotion;In the distanceOur love shall continue to growWith much potency and without resistanceNor the weeds that attach themselves to the roots belowAnd choke my existence;You may say with much grief and painThat you aren't able to reap what you have sowed..But please do not despair, for your work was not in vain...For your constant labor, much gratitude you are owed;If it weren't for youThis poor soul of mine would be a desolate place;A barren field, most uninhabited and lonelyBut now it has flourished and shines with so much beauty and grace..Germinated by your love and nourished by your loyalty;It is only fair that you can reap and enjoyThe splendor of your creationWith much pleasure and joyas you rendered in passion and affection..And yet we are miles and miles afarYet in my beauty I am gratefulAs I look into the mirrorI see the one who is responsibleFor my true beauty..And even though we are miles apart, You are forever close within my heart. Mary Gonzalez (c) 20002000, Dedicated to my sweetie: ((( Alex)))))) : 0 X..."