Here we sit, in the book of love
Waiting to be kissed by an angel's dove..
We give a blessing to each other today
Pledging to never, give our love away...
I think we wrote this book by oursleves
Gathering information from dusty old shelves...
We learned how to love..we learned how to fly
We learned not to let life pass us by...
Love was waiting,between each parchment page
Words, that told us that life was a stage..
Where we play out our part, act out our game
And love words were written,
With passion, not shame
Between the lines we wrote a story
Bringing us both to love's sweeter glory
A boy, and a girl..finding love that shall last
After visiting chapters from each other's past
How can we create, more love than we've found?
We'd have to leave this earthly old ground
And climb to the heavens and reach to the stars
I'll climb to Venus..you climb to Mars..
There we will stay, and there we will mate
There we will write, and seal our own fate
Yes ..we're in the book, in love's grand style of prose
From beginning to end, our love story flows
And Darling, let's open the book now and then
And read what's been written with our lover's pen
As we turn each page, let us reflect
On this story of love, and how we first met..
Then let's close the chapter and let the book lie
With all the memories, that depict you and I
Real love we can give, with a passionate look
Love, that's no longer, locked up in that book
With Love..
written by Susan Kahon
March 21 2003
ICYU
7:10pm
Recovered: Nov. 16th, 2023
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