Sing to me, dearest love

You caught me in the morning

among the blossom falls

and as we kept pace as the sun rose high

our true natures gave no pause.

 

The sight and the sound of life

did fit the same in both our minds,

and through deep rivers of words

we came to know we’d found our kind.

 

And then the day fast approached

though many years it seemed

when we found our similarities and differences

had sparked a love most strong and keen.

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