To be here with you near.
To know this as we do.
Like,
We do.
You me…
Together.
One of two ‘but’ one!
Happy and having fun.
Loving…
And getting that right.
Sometimes wrong…
But not for long.
You and I.
So it is, as I am.
As you are with me…
As we.
Are!
Now!
Together.
Forever…
Like this,
As one!
Again like this.
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