It could be the season,
might be the time of day,
but we all need a break,
so my arms here for you to lay.
~
It could be the dreams,
could be that I adore you so,
or maybe its the reason why
I can't let you go.
~
It could be the clouds that
linger up above, inviting us
to board on the wings of
a white dove.
~
It could be the angels singing,
the celebration of our bond,
when our souls came together,
where they truly belong.
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