My Love
Come with me my love,
Come with me to the cove,
Where we'll watch the moon,
And fear not separating soon.
Come into my heart,
And flee from every plight,
Delve into the depths of trust,
Where you'll never rust.
Lay on my chest,
There you'll build a nest,
Our brood to house,
Safe from any louse.
Cry upon my shoulder,
T'll be there, your holder,
Put a smile on your face,
T'll take away the distress.
And honey, with this rose,
I do propose,
That we walk down the aisle,
To a life by the spice isle.
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