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WHOSE?
Whose
voice is calling to me so softly?
Whose melodic, ethereal, singing do I hear, filling the air
With glorious words of love?
Whose
heart is sending such gentleness to my heart?
Is it your heart, your heart of compassion,
Your heart filled with wondrous love?
Whose
fingertips are reaching to touch me?
I can almost feel them as they stretch forth toward me.
They are filled with great tenderness and love.
Whose
arms want to hold, and enfold, me?
Are they your strong, yet gentle, arms?
Your arms would protect me with eternal, unconditional love.


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