Vest your love in me, as I in you,
And we will share our bit of time in heaven,
Lost innocence regained through mutual love
Enduring in the hush of our embrace.
Nor will we find in life a greater grace,
The beauty of which will our choices move,
In spite of daily troubles, east towards Eden.
Nor will love be more sweet at dawn than evening,
Ever just as lovely, old or new.
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