Sunday, April 5, 2009

To Be Me Without You Is To Not Be Me At All

My love, my heart, and also soul
Whose very presence makes me whole,
Will always be a shining light
Leading me on throughout the night.
Always able to fill the role.

If I a flag, you'd be my pole,
For a piece of fruit, be the bowl.
Were I a bird, you'd be my flight.
You complete me.

Under every bridge, a troll,
Demanding us a paltry toll,
And though he stands a tow'ring height,
Together we pay or we fight,
Knocking him down into his hole.

You complete me!

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