What your love means
My days are vibrant, for your love I own,
Like twinkling stars, your touch makes my heart shine.
In my heart, your love continues to grow.
Rather than whine, my lips to wine incline,
My heart now sings, no more weighed down by groan.
My joy extends from dawn past twilight’s glow.
Doubt fades away; love lifts me from below.
Losing your love—my heart would break and pine.
Why won’t I worship you, my heart your throne?
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