Dear love of mine
What I wouldn’t do to find
Your fingers intertwined
In the holes of my life
I can imagine you and me
Laughing at all the ways we will see
The ways you were made for me
How you were always caught in between
The horizons that are so obscure
In all the ways that make me unsure
If I’m meant to be more demure
If this heart will ever be pure
Of who I am
If I’m even a man
If I even can
Make it to the altar to stand
Forever, with you
December Rose 
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