Our love
Is just like a glove
That can't be shoved
Becoming like doves
That gives us love
Above all else
Sort of the way
You fall in love
With me
In the first place
Making love with you
Causes us to lose sight
Of what is important to us
That is our love
It gets rid of the hate
That we stored
In the past
Deposing it
For good
That causes our love
To be stronger
Than ever
From the start
©passtime
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