Sunday, 8 September 2013

There's something poem

There's something beautiful about my life with you
there's something special about coming home to you
there's something real with us, that happens to so few
 something strong, something certain, something true

There's something sweet in that last kiss goodnight
something natural, honest, something right
there's something humble in your eyes sometimes
an affection that's reflected brightly in mine

there's something primal when you take me as your own
something raw and carved in stone
we two are meant together, we two make a home
we once were blind but Fate has known,
we two make us, and we are right
you are my shadow, and I am your light.

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