The ultimate power
Love is the ultimate power
Even though i am superior
I will not make you inferior
Neither will i not
Take of you an advantage
Even though i am
Of an older age
But to give you courage
According to your wish
Lease i perish
But love must be establish
That it will be your wiliness
I will not use your kindness
To be your weakness
Why will i make you cry
I will pardon your life
Than to see you die
I will take you high
As grapes are for wine
So are you mine
Come with me
And everything will be fine
poem by Matt Ancient
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