Mozafar Ali


Till Death


Till death do us part my love
till death pull us away
till death ruins our lives
till death. We Stay!

why travel to see the world
when i can stare into your eyes
why try to make others happy
when i have you by my side

come lock your fingers with mine
squeeze them when you are cold
come walk with me amongst this path
To let our memories unfold

No I am no romeo or your knight in shining armour
Nor am I romantic or a loving charmer
More a fool who mingles in disstress
but I am yours and you love me never the less

So, Till death do us part my love
till death pull us away
till death ruins our lives
till death. We stay!

Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011
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