love of my life
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You're the galaxy and
I'm just a dead star millions of
Light years away,
Baby doll, you have constellations
On your skin and the planets
Orbiting your aura,
I'm burned out, tired,
Run off with me, hit not the brake
So your heart I may tenderly stake
And sweep up away like leaves on a rake
For thou art the prize of the course that I take
My love for thou is truly not fake
Under a final moon
Like vines in tandem,
Eloping lovers lay
In linens alone -
Woman beside man, man beside woman.
Zephyrs sway drawn curtains
Rocking all to sleep...