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Aug 2013
I can honestly say I wasn't so sure
You left much room for me to infer
But now I really must concur
That you are the blessed cure

You're the kind of sickness that burns warmly
It hurts but still goes down quite smoothly
You're contagious, but it's still lovely
Because time always passes by quickly

Smile some more
It's not a chore
You'll start an uproar
So, please laugh some more

You're my friend, a joyous girl
You're mood always takes me for a whirl
But don't spin too fast, lest I hurl
Because your passion is the kind that must unfurl

Love me or love me not
My stomach's tied into a knot
Picking daisies by the lot
I hope this love won't be shot

Yesterday, we passed each other in the rain
You were sticking close to the inner lane
When my heart was struck by a sudden pain
Lately, I haven't been too sane

Today, I saw you at the park
You crossed my path in the dark
And in my soul I felt a spark
My dear, you really hit the mark

Tomorrow, I'll present you with a ring
I'll hold you tight and 'I do' you'll sing
We'll joke around, playing queen and king
Yes, hear the wedding bells ring

My friend, my love, now we are bound
Our thoughts are conveyed without a sound
And, in this new life we've found
We'll be together, buried in the ground
Jago Lantz
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Jago Lantz
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