Thread
The needle of my love, threaded with my soul.
I need you by my side and never let me go.
I carefully entwined; our hearts to make a whole.
When I become your bride, I want you to know,
a seamstress of a kind; that is my life’s roll.
I promise to provide, the thread of love to sew.
We’re certainly not poor and know we aren’t rich.
I’ll keep us sewn together with a binding stitch.






*heart*


Lane










Bravo!

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