I will love you for as long
As time gives me many more days
For me to breathe the air singing
In my lungs you said while resting
Your head on my chest palpitating
The joys I now fail to count
It was under the moonlight night
When the hours that consumed our love
Turned gold for at that time
Nothing could set us apart
Season after season we poisoned our
Hearts with kisses and smiles as our minds
Caressed a so tender joy found in the promises
Carved in our souls
At that time nothing was impossible
Nothing was too little
Nothing was too much
What we felt for each other was quite enough
When words lost quixotic significance
The warm beating of your heart melted
The ice with a passion most tender
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