Marry Me Tomorrow
What time is it? I know it's late
The calendar shows a brand new date
But it's my favorite time to write
And I could write of you all night
The quiet moments spent in thought
Are all of you, a bouquet sought
To bring you morning words each day
My love for you penned different ways
So sleep now love and while you do
I'll be writing odes to you
My love in rhymes placed on your heart
To pass the time while we're apart
Just one more thing before I go
You know how much I love you so
I want you, need you, miss you much
I crave your tender, loving touch
Marry me tomorrow...
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