by Des Johnson
You're on my mind as frequently as the range from one to seven
I'll be living you until the stars fall from Heaven
No longer is this held-in we're emtionally attatched
Though we have our imperfections, we're still a perfect match
A sack full of dreams intervenes my endless dreams, retrieving all of irrelevance assuring that you are my everything
Like a shadow to my being or a sky with no blue, I live for our love, there's no me without you
Im devoted and willing, til death do us part. For as long as I live, you'll be enscribed in my heart
From:
~ the heart
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2015
Last updated June 21, 2016