when I meet my true love how will I know?
some say its like the feeling of the first time you see snow,
some say its like the mountains, so firm and tall,
standing in their shadows makes you feel so damn small
some say its like the ocean, vast, wide, and deep,
who can take your precious life away with one foul sweep,
I think its like that old wind, without a face or form,
I can feel its power well before I fear the storm,
your innocence infectious, your beauty steals my speech,
I pray to God everyday to keep you within my reach
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