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Love of Two Butterflies


Join me oh wonderful woman, my love.
of the heavens you came, of the stars you shine
hearken, listen to my heart as it calls your name.
and let every breathe you have say my name too.
now and forever we shall forever be, gliding to eternity
never shall we fade, never shall we end.     
as like time, forever runs along
holy is our euphoric love
Just whisper to me your voice
over my ears I simply rejoice
your sweet melody, your sweet music
Beautiful and graceful you are my dear
a boy like me can never resist and is contented
to love you and love you alone and no other
in and for ourselves do we share the mystery
and of the wonder of our story
needing and wanting you to be always with me
come with me my butterfly and let us fly
into the skies freely and young
loving, learning and continue loving
alas, I love you my dear.

=)

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  1. UnknownFebruary 8, 2013 at 7:00 AM

    Sir, you're really in love with her.. Hoping the BOTH of you a NEVER ENDING LOVE :))

    Naa lageh "I LOVE YOU" sa last sir ? :)

    FOR ETERNITY NAJUD.... :D

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