Friday, April 3, 2009

Acros Ti Csky

Always, I say to her when I see
My wife, tacking an E to the end of L-O-V.
Because to her there was nobody sweetre,
Enlightened in kindness, a heart with a meter
Royal and pure and honest to the brim
She gives rise to my soul, and my heart sings an hymny
I'll always love her, my heart always full
Love being the filler to it and to my so'
Voluminous I find my my heart is with luv
I can't scarcely see it down from above.
Along the edges you will finder a little bit of love's reminder

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