A transgressional constant,
For a world made so pure.
A backbone bricked love,
For the same world so hurt.
Through the history and the ages,
A splendorous, scandalous gust.
Brought down from heavenly storehouses,
To be used by all of us.
This back bone bricked love,
Holding my soul completely together.
Only backbone bricked love,
Can help us find each other.
Small words past on,
As history has died.
Say a simple word,
Of what really rings inside.
One heart beat for another,
Two parts sing of a melody.
Three simple words they are, yet
Four meanings for I love thee!
May your love be bricked up like a wall,
Strong and lasting never to fall.
The backbone for any person to call,
Is that of undying love for your all.
It's the only thing that's true,
Because it's all I can do,
I backbone bricked love you!
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 9:50 PM UTC
A transgressional constant,
For a world made so pure.
A backbone bricked love,
For the same world so hurt.
Through the history and the ages,
A splendorous, scandalous gust.
Brought down from heavenly storehouses,
To be used by all of us.
This back bone bricked love,
Holding my soul completely together.
Only backbone bricked love,
Can help us find each other.
Small words past on,
As history has died.
Say a simple word,
Of what really rings inside.
One heart beat for another,
Two parts sing of a melody.
Three simple words they are, yet
Four meanings for I love thee!
May your love be bricked up like a wall,
Strong and lasting never to fall.
The backbone for any person to call,
Is that of undying love for your all.
It's the only thing that's true,
Because it's all I can do,
I backbone bricked love you!
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