Twain Has Became One - Poem by Didith Marcelo
You are mine and I am yours.
Our hearts are twain are now one.
Hear the air, like a heart beat pulse,
It sang a natural melody for those who's inlove.
Love that never fade, love that is genuine.
We once dreaming about love was now achieved.
Now here we are shed time to fill our thirst.
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