For My Wife
The way my heart burns for you
makes the sun look like a candle
and the moon the tail of a firefly
Its' flames cannot be extinguished
the fire will always burn
until the end of forever long after I die
So till the dirt is above me
and I'm buried deep below
my heart will be yours only for you to hold
When it comes the time for you to pass
and you see a fire up ahead
it will be me at the gates of heaven
waiting for your hand
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