Pulling up the anchor of fears
Love's wind guides and steers
Farther out till land disappears
Journeying through the years
As Love's Pioneers
Away we're blown
To chart the unknown
Soaring to new heights
Through days and nights
We discover what was lost
Love without a cost
Not caged, but free
Unbound like the sea
While we're adrift
Winds will shift
Waves will form
Our sea will storm
Your warmth remains
Through all life's pains
With deep connection
And tender affection
We weather the storm
Emerging transformed
Learning from our mistakes
As the grey sky breaks
Whatever the weather
We'll be in it together
Journeying through the years
As love's pioneers
About the Creator
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