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Gardener of my soul

My dear heart,

You are the gardener of my soul, the seed for fertile soil is your love.

The plants, I call them love, you begrudge with your charm and your words.

Your tender hands are the balm for my soul, and the longing plants become happiness.

Your so beautiful laughter is the sun of my soul, and you stand in the middle.

You have done this with your love, trust, patience and tenderness.

You are not only the gardener but also the guardian of my heart.

You have a whole life, what can be more beautiful for me.

 

I love you !!

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