Never grow up
Because I love you, my mind would soar with you, never letting a day
be a bore, for our lives together should not seem like a chore.
Down swoops a dove, with a message from my love, my cold heart now beaming.
Without a doubt, I would shout from the rooftop of every building,
on the off chance you would catch a glance and dance in the snow from above.
Twitter and twil, all over the world, until your tired feet land you before me.
Up we will go, into the falling snow, our eyes skimming the city streets below.
Up to the moon, we will land soon, and hum to our tune, with the planets dancing
around us.
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