Her love covered him in slumber
Can he feel it, she wondered
Deep, strong, one that persists
What kind of love, what kind of love is this?
He craved his woman, her touch, her scent
Her smell on his skin; permanent
What kind is love, what kind of love is this?
To be apart feels like a crisis
Better together, the perfect fit
In harmony they cling, true loves perfect kiss
What kind of love, what kind of love is this?
The Mews 
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