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An Orginal Poem By Adrian Vickery & John P. Read
Love can't be described. It has no shape, it has no form. Love is not an object. Love does not conform.
Love enters our lives The moment we are born. From the cradle to the grave, Love's in every form.
Love burns like a candle That sometimes flickers but never dies. Love may be invisible, Although it's right before your eyes,
Love can leave you empty, love can make you whole. Love can make or break you, Love is in your soul.
But with all this talk about love I still got one desire. It would really set my soul on fire and it's not lust no it's far from that. It's you I want and that is a fact. Your not an object you never was your the one I want to love
I promise to help even when you feel sad. I'll do whatever it takes to help you feel glad. Even if it breaks me in the proccess I'll always help you and be honest.
Cause I serve a duty now and that's to help. Hope you take this poem well. I offer you my love please take it I promise I'll never keep you vacant.