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May I receive, can I accept this gift
This precious gift
Since I perceived, love is an attitude
You chase away my teenage vanities
One look in to your eyes,
Your voice heals me
Your words capture me
Your touch is fusing me

And slowly, slowly
Love is landing

So I’m ready to receive your love
So I’m ready to perceive my own love
And the love that’s all around

Mellow mellow mellow
Love is landing slowly
Love is landing...

... like the rain pouring down
On my face on my nose
On my hair on my toes


I just open my heart and my soul
For the love
That is landing on me

Verena Bruckner

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