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The Way I Wish It Was
He is so strong and yet so weak
He regains his strength as her kiss speaks
She finds his heart and mends his spirit
He’s been hunting all night for her
She feeds him food she’s grown with love
She anoints his wine with blessings above
He finds solace within her embrace
She places a kiss ever delicate on his forehead
He stands so tall, towering over her small frame
He speaks, so deep he adores her name
She looks to his hands, takes them in hers
And they dance with her in his arms
He regains his strength as her kiss speaks
She finds his heart and mends his spirit
He’s been hunting all night for her
She feeds him food she’s grown with love
She anoints his wine with blessings above
He finds solace within her embrace
She places a kiss ever delicate on his forehead
He stands so tall, towering over her small frame
He speaks, so deep he adores her name
She looks to his hands, takes them in hers
And they dance with her in his arms
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