My Love
My Love for you is like a river... it goes on and on... and then it gets to hot... and then it dries up... it cracks...
into a hundred pieces.. I find a new source. And it goes on again... and splits for a minuet over a rock... But the
love keep going on... when I look in my "river".. I see hope... and love... and never ending friendship.. The hert
is together.. then split.. then back together... with the endless river of love....
I you
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