Cyber Love

~ PassItOn~



Someone taught you how to love,

and probably didn't know it,

and in return, with every day,

it's now you're turntoshowit.



When you love, yougiveagift,

and when you're gone it stays,

to be passed on by theonesyouloved,

to make someone else's day.



So remember someone who lovedyou,

and show how much you care,

by sharing all the love theygave,

withpeopleeverywhere.



When you give away your love,

that doesn't mean it'sgone.

Love will last forever,

so open up your heart

. . . and pass it on.

That was Very nice..

Here's a follow on. ( 1 of many )
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Love

Though I have been looking for four years now
One day I got a gift and it said,\"wow\".
The next thing I knew, I got a message saying
\"Do you believe in love at first sight?\"
I felt something that I knew was just right.
Charming, sensitive and so debonair,
I anxiously waited to see if it would go anywhere.

The gifts and messages captured my heart,
Filled me with passion almost from the start.
Love on the Internet, how could this be?
These things just don't happen to people like me.

But doves and butterflies are flying into our lives,
Carrying messages we can not deny.
Each person has meaning and love to express,
And we could deny our hearts nothing less.

It's a beautiful love that is growing between us,
Something beyond any words we discuss.
Much deeper than LOL, cyber kisses and such,
Far down to our souls, beyond human touch.

My love's not confined by what it can see,
I feel you, I taste you, I experience your dream.
Close my eyes, and I envision what in my heart I can hear,
\"Love knows no boundaries, no distance, no fear.\"

It's the soul that captures God's love in a way
That eternally melts hearts together to stay.
Fused and sealed forever as one,
Love has its way and new life is begun.
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ENJOY :woohoo:

My Love Is Like A Rose

The Heavenly Father created the rose for us.
It represents beauty.
Its petals represents the gentle feelings we have for each other.
Its leaves represents the outstretched arms, loving and giving.
Its roots grow long and deep, gaining strength in length and depth.
I give this rose to you, for you are special to me.

Each time you look at a rose, remember you are special to me.
Whenever you catch its fragrance floating in a gentle breeze,
remember you are special to me.
If you should hold the rose in your hands and feel the strength in the stem,
remember you are feeling the strength of my heart.
If you should dig in the sweet earth our Father in Heaven gave us,
remember you are seeing the depth of my heart.