Holding her arms, and a loving heart,
a widespread time of love and era;
springs of joy, and caresses,
holding every second I breathe,
with you, and with mine.
I climb a new wall and shine,
underneath my old time;
I forget not the clinging of the past,
but I remember the beauty of yours.
I hold her lips, and press mine,
with the greatness of a lost dime;
some may come between us,
but I forget not a single smile.
I hold you deep inside me,
living you in every life I mean;
you come and go, but forever —
in my heart, and my life…
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