If love itself might actually be true,
then one, or two, must prove it so--
I and I, thee and thou, or me and you,
when over time's chasm, we willingly go
through growth or decay, and like the river too,
wisely follow a natural current in order to flow,
leaving our little marks, the way we do,
that others, close behind, will see, and know.
2 comments:
the best valentine of the day.
Beautiful.
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