In life's final chapter, we entwine,
The last love, forever thine.
Gray hair, a lifetime's tale we wear,
Yet this affection, so youthful, so rare.
Our hearts have journeyed through the past,
Found love's echo, shadows cast.
But in your arms, I've found my rest,
The last love, the very best.
With wrinkled hands and hearts aglow,
Together, our love continues to grow.
In twilight's soft and tender embrace,
We've found our last love's sacred space.
Though time may fade and youth depart,
Our love's flame burns, a work of art.
In this chapter, till the end we'll prove,
The last love, it's you I choose, my love.
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krisaleen
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Reminds me of my first love 🥹