Two Chosen
Touch these lips of want with your finger tips
Whisper silent words with your look
Take my hand and hold it as if it were yours
Touching my soul with your tender heart
Lead me to the end of time and I will follow
Embrace me as if we were a twisting vine
Cuddle me and hold me with the warmth of your sun
I will hold your heart and feel it beat next to mine
Never a day shall pass without the embracing of our love
Until our last breath these two shall be one
Going down this empty path filling it with love
Two united and chosen by the one up above
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