Come and i'll make thee a bed of roses,
take pictures of you with a thousand poses,
speak sweet words like sonnets of William Shakespear,
only if, my love you agree to stay with me here.
I'll look into your eyes as you look into mine,
you'll smile and i'll wink as we drink and dine,
cherish that moment when we both don't want to die,
but know that death is there, but don't give thought to the reason why,
We'll walk with your hand in mine, together into eternity,
and prove to the world that as young as we are, we can stand together in unity,
and prove that no love is old or young because love's never had no age,
that love always smiles and carries no doubt, and never solves problems with rage.
Come and i'll give you what you want, i'll give it to you in plenty,
Ten kisses, short as one, one as long as twenty.
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