Love Song

Let us wander through the wood,
entwine our hands forever—
hearts as weightless as a breeze,
a path that wanders endlessly,
and gathers us together.

Our future broad as sky, and brilliant
as a moonlit dream,
and time is but the whispered sound
of aspen leaves that flutter down,
the murmur of a stream.

And should the forest drown in flame
and sorrow dim the rose—
if life should take away my love,
I’ll hover soft as mourning doves
above the path we chose.


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