My love shall be so arranged In such a special way that Life without you it is estrange, As though parted, we are not whole But severed limbs-body and soul!

Progression of the universe Permits nothing here to reverse, Let us grow intertwined Like branches in the hands of time!

The gifts we have- We have to commonly share In such clear way that It might bring heaven near, Such endowments are not refused But squandered or served That we freely chose!

What chemistry secure the bonds? When in faith we clearly know That God made us very strong So great that I don’t understand The longing for certain beings!

Romeo Della Valle © All rights reserved-2018 New York City

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