When the world ends,
falling in the sun,
I'll be here for you,
I hope I'm the only one.
When the moon rises,
turning the hemisphere red,
every word will be spoken,
but not a word will be said.
When I look into your eyes
and what I see lies there
is a deep intense soul
that makes me feel bare.
Bare to your soul
to see my every secret
Bare to your eyes
to see my every law
Bare to your touch
to feel my every shiver
Bare to your love
held under your every law.
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this is a wonderful poem. i love the rhymes. every single word of this makes sense, and it all flows together perfectly. amazing job!
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