This Is Love...

The hand on my cheek should be gentle
Not rough.

The look in your eyes should be cordial
Not forbidding.

The words you speak should be filled with love
Not anger.

Your trust in me should be perennial
Not ephemeral.

Your arms should be my safe haven

Not my worst fear.

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