This Day
Will there be an other day?
When time is graciously slowed to relish this charm.
When pain is selflessly shroud in each others palm.
And an unfailing love would cuddle us in warmth.
Will there be,
Prayers and wishes so whimsical to the quaint.
Tears and twitches so logical to the pliant.
And a shine honed by the purity of our alliance.
Will there be,
A climate so fitting to our chuckles.
A climax so palpable to settle.
And a tune from hearts to reminisce such trifles.
Never will be 'nother day,
As bright as this one, that's shone on us.
As great as this one, that's won by us.
And as rewarding as the one that we hold in our hearts.
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