The gift of love .
The gift of love is not a food
That feeds me .
You can love me .
But it must make me happy .
It is the sunlight that nourishes
What I must finally
Harvest for myself .
If you love me ,
Do not just sing me your song .
Teach me to sing .
For when I am along ,
It is then I will need the melody .
I Love You All
By Brock
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