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SWAN SONG
The song of the swans grew bright in her heart,
She knew then, that they should never be apart,
Knowing no heart to heart, forever keeping an open heart,
One day, however long it took, he would be her only sweetheart,
Never did she wish to be alone, left with her very own bleeding heart!!!!
The song of the swans, came a step closer,
She knew of adventure and her charming admirer,
In the hope that his love for her would never alter,
Knowing no rhyme or reason, there was simply no alternative,
Her love for him was deep, free and alive.
The song of the swans became so alive,
For deep within his arms, she surely would survive,
Living within his heart, knowing she had arrived,
For there, the majick of her heart was revived,
Never in her life to be emotionally deprived!!!!
The song of the swans began to snow,
Northern winds howled and those gales did blow,
Lighting her fire with a warm tender glow,
As they snuggled up close in their purple throw,
Far off in their woods, they heard the cry of the wolf.
The song of the swans became a huge burning fire,
In both of their hearts, in unison, an angels choir,
Their souls grew hot, for each other was their only desire,
One day he went out and bought her a sapphire,
Sapphires lit up that very swan song, leading to that very church spire!!!
Those two swans fused, their souls alight,
Gliding on their lake a vision in white,
Never allowing the other out of their sight,
The snow came again, they made love into the night,
Loving each other was their plight, reaching every conceivable height,
From that apple of love, they took a tremendous bite!!!!
Now, swan song clearly had a purpose,
To each other, never to pretend,
Knowing that the song was forever a friend,
Their love story had certainly been penned,
To this swan song, started to blend,
A recipe for their love that would never end!!!!!!!!
SWAN SONG
The song of the swans grew bright in her heart,
She knew then, that they should never be apart,
Knowing no heart to heart, forever keeping an open heart,
One day, however long it took, he would be her only sweetheart,
Never did she wish to be alone, left with her very own bleeding heart!!!!
The song of the swans, came a step closer,
She knew of adventure and her charming admirer,
In the hope that his love for her would never alter,
Knowing no rhyme or reason, there was simply no alternative,
Her love for him was deep, free and alive.
The song of the swans became so alive,
For deep within his arms, she surely would survive,
Living within his heart, knowing she had arrived,
For there, the majick of her heart was revived,
Never in her life to be emotionally deprived!!!!
The song of the swans began to snow,
Northern winds howled and those gales did blow,
Lighting her fire with a warm tender glow,
As they snuggled up close in their purple throw,
Far off in their woods, they heard the cry of the wolf.
The song of the swans became a huge burning fire,
In both of their hearts, in unison, an angels choir,
Their souls grew hot, for each other was their only desire,
One day he went out and bought her a sapphire,
Sapphires lit up that very swan song, leading to that very church spire!!!
Those two swans fused, their souls alight,
Gliding on their lake a vision in white,
Never allowing the other out of their sight,
The snow came again, they made love into the night,
Loving each other was their plight, reaching every conceivable height,
From that apple of love, they took a tremendous bite!!!!
Now, swan song clearly had a purpose,
To each other, never to pretend,
Knowing that the song was forever a friend,
Their love story had certainly been penned,
To this swan song, started to blend,
A recipe for their love that would never end!!!!!!!!