Saturday, September 20, 2014

In the Midst of the Morning Dew

I want to be lost if you forever
Return to my past being, never
This love of ours, together we tether
Any storm, any type of weather
Our union is real, not pleather
Our love I don’t want to sever
To infinity and beyond, we go to together
Just love and wish upon a feather

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