This Love

This soul is pure is beautiful
It is filled with dark ink
When life is hard
I wonder;
How old is my soul?
If I have loved for years
for centuries and millennia

This soul is so amazing
how can you love me so much
itself is very rare yes very weird
This soul is so rare
because it becomes new
because loves you
Because love is old
Because it is expected to only intense love
for long life
with only love

Love has the essence the color
of the stars of which we are made
the essence of making everything new
because love is eternal
This soul is magnificent
I like it I love it
I have not chosen another that taste me so much
I love you so much that I wonder;
How old is my soul?
that loving you becomes also new.

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