We got that special kind of love hey?
The one where doing the dishes is heartfelt,
always making two coffees when were doing things around each other
and picking up the sock off the floor before the sock monster gets them a grand gesture.
that firery passionate fight over the house work
and that easy just the simple ****  tonight
that niether of us gets offended over

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Then theres those  '*******!'  big fights
and those swear black and blue  'I hate you!'  moments,
and those endlesss hours of missing when we dont come home at night
and that ache we forget when were in eachothers sights
and the passionate sorry and that  perfectly chosen  love song
those incredible hours of body to body, heart to heart and soul to soul love making; the earth shattering explosions as all our bits explode and meld into one, no spaces between not knowing where you start and I end
and how after we dont care any more who won or lost the  fight.
that we are completely incompatible but some how its alright.

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We got that special kind of  love  hey?
the kind that poets write  poetry  about
the ones that songwriters make singers into stars with
that the best novels are  written  on many years later


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I cant believe we havent ****** each other off sooner?
it doesnt always have  pretty moments  
in fact some pretty  ugly scenes
nothing that either one of us it seems really  means.
it must be  a special  kind of love,
its the only thing could possibly be  holding  all our **** together.

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You know,
the kind that only  you and I  could ever understand?
that we'd do it all again and still not know why
just to be  together  in that two cups of coffee kind of way...

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the  everyday­  stuff but also the extraordinary.
I guess hey?