This owl this dove this flying calling bird.
The sky so blue and playing clouds float by,
Love is again in the air not dead but fresh
As true as the morning due, as which falls
Crystal roses are planted row by row
This garden of hope free of the bunny
Pistol perfect aim and perfect for two
We harden from others fighing for night
We have our garden made from love's warm soil
This dark and beautiful warm and soft soil.
The kiss warm and paid for in full with souls
The stars did so hark a beautiful arch.
Two cuddle bunnies with an rainbow arch.
This new mark this transcedent above hark.
One, two, how do you be more then one HOW?!
We are so much more then one we love you.
This new style this remix of what was now.
This clutch kind of cool this pouring droplet.
You say that I am the outcome of time
You say I am magical beyond you.
The dream of the dime cutting its own way.
Move with the lagical soar beside us.
We kiss the static wave of love on water
Dancing in gods rain and thunder clap BOOM!
We shove off into the chaos with hope
This sea we shall tame with magic mana
We are one yet a mirrior of two manas.
Now go off and have fun commands Bow Sir
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