David True Soulmate, Many Years Later

I am David's true love,

I am his little sheep,

I wish he would've lived longer so that,

He could recognize me.

For I am a poet like him,

I write with passion,

I am his true lost love,

Oh David, David.

God is my rock,

David you are the ground,

God is love,

David is the sweet, sweet sound.

For I am his sweet love,

I am the honey,

I am the spice,

That sends the tastebuds hungry for more.

David is the other half,

David is the solution,

David is the effect,

I ever long for.

David is my true soulmate,

But I'm just many years late.

The End

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