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Katriona Wallace
Stirling, Scotland

I cannot analyse this love of ours
It does not press my lips or throat
We do not kiss nor do I rest upon your arm
I only know your gentleness conveyed in words

Your trust, respect and often awe
Are just as tender as your missing touch
There is no measure for such things
For surely friendship can mean just as much?

We are two people, yes, and lasting friends
I read your words and am aware
In all true feelings that we find
Our love is just as kind as it is rare

Few with such passion could endure
A loving friendship quite so pure
Though my doubts be silenced by the things you say
Remember I will love you till my dying day

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