just a tale

August 1, 2010
By jazzychild SILVER, SAN ANTONIO, Texas
jazzychild SILVER, SAN ANTONIO, Texas
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his hands so gentle as they hold mine

forever we'll sit atop of cloud nine

soaring higher than the clouds

out of earths reach forever we are bound



sittin upon a mystical star

we know we are very far

out of reach from family and friends

but one day we'll make amends



go somewhere we start life anew

he makes one and i make two

have a family build our love

forever we'll always be above



above the hate, pain and tears

we both had many years

starting a new life

we are now man and wife


The author's comments:
i was having a chat with a friend we talked in poetry this one of my responses

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