I looked down and I saw
The strength and the beauty
Like two innocent mourning doves
Refined by the years

They captured my heart
Those two beautiful palms
Side by side as they labor together
To be the work of art
I long to hold, kiss and draw near to me

The softness of your skin
I want to reach out and touch
And hold your hand next to mine
As together we walk though time
Forever we stand, hand in hand

©2017 MARK BLAIR GLUNT – USE ONLY BY PERMISSION.  Please repost, but don’t plagiarize.
Give credit where credit is due, always.

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