Live with me and be my love
With hearts and hands entwined
As long as work is being done
I don't think friends would mind
The day is long and hard and bleak
It seems to never end
But when our eyes, loving meet
My broken heart will mend
Joined together in warm embrace
Two hearts will beat as one
Together there's nothing we cannot face
we will outlast the Sun
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Untitled # 462
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