love of my life

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You're the galaxy and I'm just a dead star millions of Light years away, Baby doll, you have constellations On your skin and the planets Orbiting your aura, I'm burned out, tired,
Run off with me, hit not the brake So your heart I may tenderly stake And sweep up away like leaves on a rake For thou art the prize of the course that I take   My love for thou is truly not fake
Under a final moon Like vines in tandem, Eloping lovers lay In linens alone -  Woman beside man, man beside woman. Zephyrs sway drawn curtains Rocking all to sleep...  
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