My Sweet Valentine How is it that a lovely swallow brings me to my knees, it is knowing that my little bird will grace the sky, to conquer any mountain in her path, to fly over any ocean that is never to vast, to be with me at last. I await my little bird with open arms, as she draws nearer I will hear her lovely chant, the magnificent melody will bring joy to my life, as she then gets closer I will see her soar through the clouds, her gracefulness and beauty will know no bounds, it is then I will feel a tingle in my veins, which will bring back memories of a day and time, that will forever last, a day and time where I told her to never say goodbye, and once my swallow flies into my arms, then those words will be a thing of the past.
Reason for writing:
The love of my life Lena. In a few months we will be together again.
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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