Flowing Love
To sit and talk
Of the dreams we've had
Or lay and reflect
On what the future will bring
To work things out
Whether good or bad
To laugh, to love, to sing.
These are the joys
Our love has brought
Of which we will ever hold
And through our communications
Our love will ne'er grow old.
For in talking to you
And you talking to me
Our knowledge in each other grows
And in doing this, such a simple thing
Our love everlasting flows
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