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Come joining me
And sit by my side
Will swing back and forth
On a swing made for two
Above the city
We will swing
As we talk about
Our sweet love
And our dreams
Holding hands
And kissing
All while
We swing
From the moon
About the Creator
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Comments (3)
Awww, this was so romantic! Such a wonderful poem!
Love this, so romantic and magical and mystical ✨🌌💙
To the moon and back, swing high, nice one 😊😊