House. A poem.

I would build you a house
If you would live in it with me
I’d build it tall and proud
To share with you and family

We could live in golden halls
Dance to music from above
Until the furtive angels called
Our love I’m not worthy of

Let me build you a house
And together we will be
A perfect love to dream about
As one until eternity

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