You are the anchor that keeps me afloat
The rope holding me from a steep slope
My music when everything's quiet
My comfort, my joy, my happiness
You are the butter on my toast
The bird singing on my window
The amber light in the mornings
The red dusk at the end of each day
You are the rain on my parched heart
Fire on a cold night
You are all these things
But more than that
You are the blood flowing
through my veins
You are my life
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