miércoles, 8 de septiembre de 2010

Baby, I'm yours

and I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky,
yours, until the rivers all run dry.
In other words, until I die.
And I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines,
yours, until the poets run out of rhyme.
In other words, until the end of time.
And I'll be yours until two and two is three,
yours, until the mountains crumble to the sea.
In other words, until eternity ♥

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