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Spake, wowed and adored, not felt

Once…
I spake of love.
I wowed surrender.
I adored worship.

When…
They sprung up in her being in their savage  divine.
I felt these words raw, piercing through my heart bringing a boundless smile.

Then…

We began to face everyday life.  Disagreements, disappointments and various viewpoints. Through these tough times, we managed to break bright smiles and crack some jokes. Again.

It’s then when love began. Giving, not getting.

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