Our Future

I can predict our future,
If you allow me to speak my mind.
You’re easing into my soul,
Where no other shall cross the line,
Giving your unpredictable love,
All to the last good grind.
This is how I see us,
Even if I were blind.
So good love seems,
Even harder to believe,
Our hearts beating in rhyme.
While we sprawl naked in love,
Until the end of time.

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