What if?

What if the sun could shine for ever
And the rising moon was misted blue?

What if the fruit of summer ripened,
Tender as the love I feel for you?

What if the lost could find each other
And when at last are found, stay true?

What if he loved me for who I am
and not just for the things I do?

A collaborative work by Sofia and Shona.

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