A Lasting Love
You’re not a prince or warrior but a man,
And yet I find you all of these when you take my hand.
Your gentle touch and warm embrace,
Take me to another place.
Where sorrow no longer exist,
It fades away in a gentle mist.
Where I can soar above the mountains and touch the sky,
And gently wipe the tears from my eyes
Here two worlds come together and be,
A lasting love for eternity.
Copyright © Louise Riveiro - Mitchell | Year Posted 2023
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