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It's a relationship, Not a religion

Your arms stretch out to me
A never-ending length.
You equip me with power.
Your love is my strength.
I am yours
And you are mine.
My passion, this fire
It’s never been so divine.
Where your presence is
Is where I want to be.
Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.
Where there’s you, there’s me.

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