Each time your in my arms,
The pound of your heart mimic's mine,
Is there a need to whisper to heaven anymore,
As each breath that sweeps through your lips is gift enough,
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There's no such depth, when it comes to you,
Bursting through the windows of our eyes,
From the kiss of our hands,
To the resting of each other's heart on our lips,
The tender caress of longevity,
As an eternity in your arms cannot wait
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There's no such depth, when it comes to you, Bursting through the windows of our eyes, From the kiss of our hands, To the resting of each other's heart on our lips, The tender caress of longevity, As an eternity in your arms cannot wait good ending! push the poem into a upsurge