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'Til these eyes cease to see I am yours 'Til the birds cease to sing I will love you, 'Til the earth turns to dust I shall care, 'Til the moon is no more, 'til the winds cease to blow, 'Til these eyes cease to see I am yours.
'Til the heavens collide I will love you, 'Til the sun fades to naught I shall care, 'Til the stars shine their last, 'til all life has passed, 'Til these eyes cease to see I am yours.
'Til my dreams fall on sleep I will love you, 'Til the last angel weeps I shall care, 'Til the magic of love, is erased gone for good,
'Til these eyes cease to see I am yours.
© Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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