Bill MacEachern

You're it






You're it

There will be no other

There's no one else

I could call my lover



I've never felt

This love I've been dealt

A kinship of love

That makes my heart melt



As days turn to months

and months into years

Our love will flourish

And persevere



So....here we are

Just you and I

Loving eachother

Unlimited supply

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