By Jean Bush
If you see
me in a circle
You will
find me everywhere.
As you pull
me ever closer
And you
gently touch my hair.
As your
burning kiss engulfs me
And the
flames reach high above.
I know now
you truly mean it
And we
really are in love.
As the pain
of separation
Keeps us
altogether near
And the
thought of losing you again
For the next
600 years……..
As the
endless span of time
Tells me
always that you’re mine.
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