Love, soft as an easy chair.
Love, fresh as the morning air.
One, love that is shared by two
I have found with you.
Like a rose under the April snow
I was always certain
love would grow.
Love, ageless and evergreen
seldom seen by two.
You and I
will make each night a first
every day a beginning.
Spirits rise and their dance
is unrehearsed.
They warm and excite us
cause we have the brightest love.
Two lights that shine as one
morning glory
and the midnight sun.
Time we've leaned to sail above,
Time won't change the meaning of
one love
ageless and ever, evergreen. |
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