![]() I Want To Grow Old With YouA Poem by stars are farI want to grow old with you
Until our sun sets down behind this sea And our skies turn to black and we be free, Until our names are called by God I will be there for you through every flood.
When wrinkles hits your hands and face I will be there calling you my holy grace. When brown lines are covering your eyes I will call you beautiful and remove all disguise.
Each sun ray will draw your name on the hill When it raise and call you my lovely sir. I will hold your hand and walk by you to the end No matter who is there and how much I bend.
I will hold every tooth that falls from your sweet mouth Put it there in the temple of my happiness being your
spouse. I will wash your face every day when you wake up and kiss
your old lips I will hold you tight and make you feel like there is
something you miss.
I want to grow old with you my lovely man Die laying in your arms and do all what I can To make your life the best you can ever live I want to be your love, wife and your mistress. ![]() © 2014 stars are farAuthor's Note
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