My love!

Will you pack your things

and come away with me?

We have a long journey ahead of us.

At times we’ll fly

and at times we’ll crawl.

You will be the rock that I

stumble over

and the air that saves my last breath

until later

You and I, hand in hand

Will walk through time

To our resting place

Where I shall hold you

Forever more.

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