Dry Land by King A.L.F.
The dryest lands of the Earth couldn't drain the moisture of your love from my heart.
My love for you flows like the Niagra Falls.
I can be buried up to my neck in dirt and the purity of my love will turn the dirt to mud.
You are the dirt of my world.
Dry natured, and my foundation.
I have no clue what to do with you only to build upon you a great and mighty tower full of love, peace, prosperity, commitment, honesty, hard work, and the ability to overlook your selfishness, greed, and controling nature.
No matter what I want you happy, but I want to be happy also.
If leaving you alone is what you wish.
I will do that.
So if I have to walk this Dry Land alone at least I know you said you were happy.
- King A.L.F.
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