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Homeward bound.

If forever has a clock with a permanence of time and date, let it choose of love to be its claim, and never-ending fate,

For I would love you a million times more than any year possessed to hold a minute more, for time is persistent that I love thee true and sure , to no end I'd  walk this earth for you, or boundaries beyond in any void,  just to be the one you hold, forevermore employed, 

I love thee with a sense of madness that stirs my soul and rocks my heart, I barely remember how to control these emotions when we part, but gathered in my longest dream you are my brightest starry night,  and I'd move the mountains in our way for  you you're grandest light, I'd lay down my guard for love, or battle hard and fight,

  I love thee without contempt nor any ill effects to cause, I'd give such life to watch you breathe and your tender heart to never pause,  I wish forever this love of ours, for time itself continues on and bye,

  but I feel this deep belonging you have my heart and this is why, two lovers in a time and place that always feels like homeward bound,  and let this love forever burn, within this life or deaths sweet ground. 

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