The flower that you gave to me,
is pressed into a book.
Your sweet kiss set my senses free,
I saw you and was hooked.
You stole my heart, it was a crime,
your touch gives me a thrill.
We've touched since then, a million times,
it's still the way I feel.
My heart was yours right from the first
and yours belonged to me.
It's for each other that we thirst,
fate meant for us to be.
Through the years we spent together,
every day is filled with fun.
There is nothing we can't weather,
and we've only just begun.
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