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Let me write stories that fill your sky
I'll paint them blue with love and hope
Let me write sweet songs to you
Of our joyful days together

Sing with me if you like
These are the good days of our lives
Dance with me if you can
The music won't last for long

And when they fade we'll look back
To the best days of our lives
Sing with me if you can
These are the good days of our lives

I'll paint your skies
With crimson and shades of pink
And seal those shades in our letters
A sunset portrait in ink

Let me fill your canvas with ink
For as many days as I can
We don't know how long this will last
A finite or a forever

Love, let me write stories that fill you from within
And let the fragrance of these stories engulf you
For as long as it is and for as long as it shall be
Let the warmth of my love embrace you

Let its lovely arms quench you
For only time will tell our fate
And as long as time will test us
Let my ink fill your void

Let me write stories that fill your sky
I'll paint them blue with love and hope
I'll paint them with all the ink I know
And seal the envelope of our joyful days together,
Love.

10.08.19


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