Take my hand,
Hold it tight
Love’s not weaker
When out of sight…
It just needs to be
More creative.
We sigh, we yearn
We’re getting emotive,
But worry not,
My loving darling.
Your words still move me
For me, you win.
Just take my hand,
And hold it tight
Throughout the day
And through the night…
Cyranny's Cove 
Awh! So sweet Cyranny!! ❤
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Thank you, Joy 🙂 I still have my pink goggles, just not as much time as I wish I had, to wear them hehehehehehehe.
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Aww, so lovely.
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Thank you, Sadje 🙂 xx
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You’re welcome 😉
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🙂
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Hold my hand and follow me
To eternity
Where we might be
Safe. And free
From those that see
Us.Habitually
As reflections
Of themselves
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Awww thank you, Brutus 🙂 Always a pleasure to have you around. I hope you’re doind well? 🙂
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I am just fine. Thank you.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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True romance:-)
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😉 It wouldn’t be The Cove if I didn’t take my pink goggles out, every now and then, right? 😛
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Absolutely!
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🙂
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Anne 🙂 xx
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