You and I was meant for us
Thus why they can't get hold of us
Your love is pain and hurt to me
And sometimes all
You possess magic
Thus why obsessed with many
Pray you to find me
Just as I found thee
Amidst joy and laughter
Destine to fulfill your self - gratification
Above everything eternal happiness
When we marry
Honeymoon from
Bermuda to Russia
Paris to Italy
Botswana to Mozambique
Sun City cascading through our Gucci,
D & G sunglasses
On the white sands beach of Mexico
Finally, skies to the Heavens
When this dream refuses us
And you ever find someone else
I wish he'd better be good to thee
With love and care
With respect and humour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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