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Signature

You have left your
signature
Inscribed it vividly,
You chiseled every single letter
Engraved inside of me.
You have left your fingerprint--
You clearly left your mark,
Impressing every line and whirl
Abiding in my heart.
You have written on my heart
Your name is on my walls.
It's there with each new morning,
And there when evening falls.
You have made a watermark
With borders made of gold.
A never-ending, lucid line
That circles through my soul.
You have left your signature
And by it I exist-
You have left your stamp Lord,
And sealed me with a kiss.
By Sharon Frye
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