In your eyes, I see home
On your lips, I see bliss
The corners so curved into the a perfect curvature
I awaits the day our bodies shall roll into one
When my dreams shall come to reality
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Tales Of Love
Poetry"Though lovers be lost, love shall not. And death shall no dominion"
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In your eyes, I see home
On your lips, I see bliss
The corners so curved into the a perfect curvature
I awaits the day our bodies shall roll into one
When my dreams shall come to reality
