There will be skies for you, my love
filled with wonders, and you will ask,
"All this for me?", and I will say,
"There will be worlds, eternities,
a million you, a million me."
A seamless dream good for a laugh,
good for a cry. There will be skies
of ancient past and fluid future,
and you will start to remember
that way back when at this moment,
a simple promise has been made --
my love for you would never fade...
July 2000
thai ta
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