Healing and caressing two hearts,
Mangled and torn
By a dark, cruel world.
Where you and I have struggled all our lives,
Simply to find one another in the end.
No, I will not find an embrace,
More perfect than your own,
And dreams will never aspire to be as sweet
As the love we have for each other.
Yes, there is no love sweeter than the one realized.
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