Love
When I look to the sky
Stars begin to rearrange up high
They form the image of your smile
And force me to graze a while
When I travel to the edge of the sea
My reflection always speaks to me
She tells me I have found my way
To happiness until the end of my days
High in the mountains, the air is so thin
And sometimes I feel I will slip again.
Then you reach out and hold me tight
That's when I know everything will be alright.
No matter where I am or what I see
No matter who I become or who I meet
One thing is true as long as time exists
My love for you is pure and endless
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
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