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Glass figurines waltzing into the blue,

still loving the warm feel of each others arms.

Remember how it was walking in dew,

never tiring slightly of each others charms.

Many days have come and gone since we met,

though time has run together in the mist.

Running my fingers through your hair brunette,

this feeling now is like we first kissed.

Frail we may be in our bodies possessed,

however no regrets after what we’ve done.

Loving you as we face our final rest,

feeling like we have spun the wheel and won.

You are the one that I’ll crave forever,

desire for someone else I’ve had never.