Poetry by Haig Barclay
This love of ours
It’s an easy sort of love
I see all of me in you
I give all of me to you
And I just know
Your words, your feel, your wish
All of this, all of these
Are as easy and as pure as mine
My love, your love, our love
Together we shall love, respect, be true
Want you, need you, love you
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