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Dreams
Our very first place,
Though there isn’t much space,
All that hard work wasn’t for nought,
Look at this beautiful home we bought.
One may look and see only a home,
I see the memories that might unfold.
Snuggles on the couch as we watch that show,
You know,
That show that makes you glow.
Your very first laugh that turned into a snort,
The way you cried,
Inside you died.
All I could muster was a laugh,
Hug you close,
Thank the Lord you crossed my path.
That magical kiss that ignited the fire,
Perhaps how Frodo felt reading that book in the Shire.
After destroying the one ring,
Once again did the sun shine.
Like the day you first said you were mine.
I’ll just be happy to be by your side,
Whatever hair color you decide next,
I just want what’s inside.
That love and passion that will never die.
When your depression kicks in the door and invades,
You can cry in my arms if you need,
Together our souls can bleed.
I won’t mind when your skin starts to wear wrinkles more and more,
If you sometimes keep me up at night because you’ve developed a snore.
What new hobby will you find in 2052?
I wanna know what that new thing is you love to do.
Would you mind if I was there with you?
Though there isn’t much space,
All that hard work wasn’t for nought,
Look at this beautiful home we bought.
One may look and see only a home,
I see the memories that might unfold.
Snuggles on the couch as we watch that show,
You know,
That show that makes you glow.
Your very first laugh that turned into a snort,
The way you cried,
Inside you died.
All I could muster was a laugh,
Hug you close,
Thank the Lord you crossed my path.
That magical kiss that ignited the fire,
Perhaps how Frodo felt reading that book in the Shire.
After destroying the one ring,
Once again did the sun shine.
Like the day you first said you were mine.
I’ll just be happy to be by your side,
Whatever hair color you decide next,
I just want what’s inside.
That love and passion that will never die.
When your depression kicks in the door and invades,
You can cry in my arms if you need,
Together our souls can bleed.
I won’t mind when your skin starts to wear wrinkles more and more,
If you sometimes keep me up at night because you’ve developed a snore.
What new hobby will you find in 2052?
I wanna know what that new thing is you love to do.
Would you mind if I was there with you?
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