Its a miracle
Bundles and bundles of joy
Quiet consistant with the motion in the air
Tug a war games at an all time low
Chemistry at an all time high
Untreatable patience
Waiting to see just one smile on your face
Before I start my day
And when I have to tuck myself in at night
I wake up to see you now but felt you through the night
Our metric gravatational pulls
Me on top of you
Or you on top of me
Your fantasy
Is my dream
A long road to come
Leaves me more ways from Sunday to show truth in my love
A vivid picture of what is to come
Let alone, what will we soon bask in
William K. Butler
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