IN A DESERT
IN THE RAIN
IN A MEDOW
WITHOUT PAIN
ENCOMPASSED BY ALL THAT IS
LIFE, LOVE, SUCCESS
NONE OF THIS WOULD MATTER
IN OUR WORLD ALL THAT IS WOULD BE
THERE ONLY FOR YOU AND ME
ANYPLACE ANYTIME
IN THIS WORLD
YOU WOULD ALWAYS BE MINE
IN OUR DESERT
IN THIS RAIN
IN ALL THE MEADOWS EVER MADE
WE WOULD EXPLORE
TOGETHER FOR EVERMORE!
K8. 777
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-world-16/
