Love Song

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As a brook serenades the pebbles

Dimpled sands are caressed by the sea

As the cooing of a gentle dove

So your love sings to me.

As a lark soars to the becoming sky

As the tendrils of ivy entwine

As dawn embraces the curtained night

Your love is seeking mine.

So till may it be eternally

When we have both reached that distant shore

Through mists of time you will call my name

And I will come once more.

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