More than but not Less than a Feeling
In joy, in sorrow I reap
A wonder to which a heart
Can rarely fathom: his
Love so strong and deep
A feeling you say? Yes,
More than that but not
Less than that which must
Come from my own chest
It is so much more than
Emotions that ebb and wane;
Lifting up all of my endless
Longing, dust in a fan
Yet, it is something I feel
With every inch of being;
A weight that is no burden,
Love iron-branded, sealed
It is he who lives in me;
He it his who burns like
Fire, drawing me into
His love’s raging heat
For he is to me more
Than what men dare
Dream or hope, he is
So, so devoted; I adore
He will be with me for-
Ever we shall greet each
Other as if we had
Met just seconds before
A wonder to which a heart
Can rarely fathom: his
Love so strong and deep
A feeling you say? Yes,
More than that but not
Less than that which must
Come from my own chest
It is so much more than
Emotions that ebb and wane;
Lifting up all of my endless
Longing, dust in a fan
Yet, it is something I feel
With every inch of being;
A weight that is no burden,
Love iron-branded, sealed
It is he who lives in me;
He it his who burns like
Fire, drawing me into
His love’s raging heat
For he is to me more
Than what men dare
Dream or hope, he is
So, so devoted; I adore
He will be with me for-
Ever we shall greet each
Other as if we had
Met just seconds before
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