At the end of the Appalachian way
Where I walked hand in hand with my love
Looking to the sky the aurora borealis danced
Its colours as intense and vibrant as our love
The dance of our hearts intricate as we shimmy and sway
There in the quietness lit by the Borealis
We made love
Bodies writhing
Building to fever pitch
Love outpoured heard by the night
We found the depth of our love
It’s magic feeding us
Driving us on and on
Building a storehouse of memories
What more could I need
Than the person of my dreams
The Magic of Love
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