One is one

A kiss marks the spot where love came

The crux of the cross, its heart’s gain

For all intense, and purpose

Thus pointless appointed by spotless anointed

With joy, oozing joy

Arm in arm, with dottiness chatting

Thus

One is won and not alone and never more to be so.

 

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