Poetry Entry No. VIII : Rell

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When I'm with him, I feel complete
His small frame belies his strength
His love fills me, like a warm breeze
And I am grateful for every inch

He may be smaller than me
But in my heart, he towers above
He makes me feel safe and loved
And I am grateful for his gentle touch

His arms may not be as broad
But they hold me with care and affection
His voice may not be as loud
But it speaks to my soul with perfection

I love the way he makes me feel
And I am proud to call him mine
Together, we probably can be a perfect pair
And I am grateful for the love that we share
I do love him, maybe in the afterlife
We meet again, and court me.

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