Over Flow
You pour the very thing I need into my soul
The love on which I feed
The compassion with which I need
The tenderness for which I crave
The affection for me you save
The understanding you always give
For you my dear I live
My cup it does overflow
And with this our love will forever grow
Words Flow 
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