As pure as the snow on a mountains top. Girl for you to my knees I will drop. I will ask for your hand you and I as one. Your beauty it shines like the rays of the sun .
Well walk down the aisles, well dance if you may. I will build you a Temple for if you will say. You’ll be mine till the end, no need to count time. Your dreams will come true love like rivers of wine.
For this I will grant you One Final Wish. So if this wish you wish for you, should be for the heart. Your dreams will come true.
But if this wish you wish for me. The heavens will start well eat from the tree. Please say you can be all mine just you and me.
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-Jim Morrison Jr
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