i can't wait until you and i become one
everything we own will soon become united
and as we share in the little fruits of our labor
we will rejoice with all we have to savor
i have never before imagined
until i have found you
little blonde pitter patters of children among me
i dream of small baby feet running across the gray tile
you catching him right before he falls into a crying pile
the sand between his little toes
and in between our hands
as we all join forces and speak to the land
these are dreams i have each and every night
as I lay awake reaching for your side
when these moments return in deja vu
i hope you realize how it is all so true
and one day we'll return to all that we knew
and our son will be grown by the ocean
as we continue to drink from its salty potion
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