My Last Day

If this was my last day

Where would I want to be

With you

By water, in mountains, under a tree

In our backyard

Alone

 

If this was my last look

What would be my final view

Of all the beauty

The most precious is of you

In my eyes

Alone

 

I this was my last touch

What would be my final feel

Your warmth

That tingles from head to heel

It comes from you

Alone

 

If this was my last taste

What would linger on my palate

Your lips

So sweet the taste to crave it

From you

Alone

 

And with my dying breath

I swear I will confess

That your love has been

The one to fill my thoughts and senses

The one my soul it cleanses

 

If these were my last words

What would I want to say

I love you

No matter where we go or where we stay

Be with me

Alone

 

If this was my last sound

What would I want to hear

I love you

Words so dear that I must hear

From you

Alone

 

And with my dying breath

I swear I will confess

That your love has been

The one to fill my thoughts and senses

The one my soul it cleanses

 

If this was my last day

Where would I want to be

With you

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