Here I am looking into the future planning on how to get the picture of love so pure that makes me so sure,of sweet love,like dew from above coming down to sooth my wounds and like the lark
heralds daylight,that I may carry you beyond all bounds to my hearts at most delight.
This love,so blind and still so right.
Take me through the darkest of night that I may a waken to find my self as glorious as an elf.
In this true picture of love
that is a gift from above.
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