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Come be my love, dear sweet man
fear not my faery name
my parents shall not shun me
or make me choose another life.
Will your mother mind if her
grandchild sings a song
she has only heard in dreams?
The one my mother sang to her?
The child shall know a life
always of beauty and light
and will dance with the stars.
Although our life may not be
what your mother had imagined,
I promise you days of gentleness
and nights of dancing and kisses
I’m not casting spells on you.
You’re free to come and free to go.
You’ve naught to fear
You hold my heart
Take my hand and live with me,
my love.
How do you do this. I love it.
This is beautiful!
awwww thanks!