Wearing a ring of promise,
A token of love
A symbol of us
Will always be a piece of metal,
A useless thing.
Speaking of dreams,
The unexpected circumstances
The unmentionable scenes
Will only be words
Over time, they loose meaning.
Having your hand to hold mine,
Your voice ringing through the still air
Your heart laying so close,
Close enough to feel
Will be everlasting,
Will be everything,
Let it be love.
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