Copyright © January 29, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Bring her to me, angel of love and let her be mine. As we weave our tapestry and hold it to our hearts. As we paint our masterpiece, with each loving stroke. As we build our box to hold our love, and lock it with key. Let her see this light shining in the distance blazing so bright, it is a beacon, to guide her way to me and a love undying, in this battle between you, angel of love and these demons of loneliness.