You are my Darling, I belong to Thee.
I have no merit, only faults exist;
You're the aggregate of all good qualities.
You are the morning sheen and crimson glow of evening;
In a forest strewn with flowers, affection sweet.
The screwpine's floral pollen on a midnight stormy,
You go on floating, unyielding, unceasing.
Mine is time right or wrong, metric cadence or beat-breach;
Free from pause or tethering, You are Eternity.
Readily, You bear the weight of my life worldly.
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Only because of You, in this world I reside; and I'm fine.
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