There's a magic in the way she speaks to me,
Senses awakened through every which way.
She's a beauty divine, incomparable to anything else.
My love for her knows no bounds.
For she comforts me in ways nothing else can.
She takes on so much and yet, never fails to support and cradle me.
When she's hurt, I cry.
I feel her (sweet bountiful Mama Earth), down to my core.
Bliss engulfs my every cell when I think of the ways she loves me.
She is giving, honest, beautiful,
And forever will she be my truest love.
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