LiterallyNightwing
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Though distance spans 'twixt Alps and Sweden's hold, Thy pillow lips, a tale of love, unfold.
In goofy conversations that cross the miles, Our hearts entwine through laughter's radiant styles.
Thy hands, though distant, reach across the land, A touch that bridges space, a love so grand.
The French Alps stand 'twixt us, a solemn guard, Yet love's strong current knows no borders hard.
With every smile, a bridge 'cross mountain's crest,A goofy glance, defying the far west. Though miles divide, our souls forever bind, A love unmatched, a treasure rare to find.
So let the Swedish capital reside ,And Alps stand tall with grace, in regal pride.
For distance can't diminish love's pure art, Thy lips, thy hands, thy heart.
In goofy conversations that cross the miles, Our hearts entwine through laughter's radiant styles.
Thy hands, though distant, reach across the land, A touch that bridges space, a love so grand.
The French Alps stand 'twixt us, a solemn guard, Yet love's strong current knows no borders hard.
With every smile, a bridge 'cross mountain's crest,A goofy glance, defying the far west. Though miles divide, our souls forever bind, A love unmatched, a treasure rare to find.
So let the Swedish capital reside ,And Alps stand tall with grace, in regal pride.
For distance can't diminish love's pure art, Thy lips, thy hands, thy heart.