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2008.Nov.06
My King is a jealous lover
His passion draws me
He'll have my heart know no other
My eyes for nothing else
His hands are scarred for mine
Now mine can be only His
My face to gently turn toward His
Our eyes to lock
with this lovers gaze
He pulls me to Him
With His arms embraces me
He works my way, establishing my paths
Ever He is before me
Now is He inescapable
-now reality's frame
All is He, everything
And He is my lover
And I am His
~JLB
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