Love's not a stain to be washed away
nor a sin to be cleansed by water.
Heaven will bring you back to me,
for though our love's barely days old
I've held you in my heart for years,
through the shades and mysteries of the soul.
Philosophy tells us time and space
are folds on destiny's dark robe.
We are the linchpin of time and space,
upon which countless angels dance.
We are cast in the image of stars,
in the guiding stars of our love.
And in our days of desire
we have known and loved each other
for a hundred- a thousand!- years.
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