I met you out of chance

You looked up to me with the eyes of a serpant

but the spirit of an aging flower

fighting for the life you once loved


As the night falls and the lights turn on

You sleep with no hope

listening to the sound of cars

speeding past in the dead of night


With love, comes life

My smile meets yours

Giving to the less fortuniate

can heal the heart of thousands


I come back to where you once lived

the heart ache has risen

I look at you, hand in hand

"I love you"

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