your breathing grows heavier
drifting off to sleep
My soul bursts with love.
Never did I know the word
until I met you.
Lilies and orchids
we slowly walk, hand in hand
in love's garden grove
Falling through the air
Soft rain hitting the roof-tops
Lovers stay in bed
Softly whispering,
lying in each other's arms.
Vows and promises.
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