You wrote the script, on the pages of life; wielded the dagger, the pen and the knife. Cut down the jungle, of weeds in my mind, unerringly accurate, though 'tis said love is blind. Worded the players, and crafted the plots, unravelled those thoughts, that were tied up in knots. Stabbed at the beast, caught him right in the heart, destroyed all the reasons, that could keep us apart. Love gave you the right, to act as you did, we put out the baggage, and closed down the lid. And now that it's over, real life can begin, as in all the best stories, it's just win win win. Together in words, we now harmonise in rhyme, to help us move forward, and while away the time. For that day will dawn, and it can't come too soon, when I'll be your sun, and you'll be my moon. We'll posess all the stars, that the heavens present, and fulfill our promise, as has always been meant. We'll traverse this world, and all it's living things, and show of the joys, that our true love us brings. We'll never be finished, as our love won't die, It will shine on much longer, than just you or I. How has it happened, that we've come to this ? It has happened for Love, which is why we exist.
Reason for writing:
Just corrected a couple of typos in a poem I recently published, and re-titled it. It's probably my best ever, but what good is that if it's not taken seriously. This is dedicated to the one I love.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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