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To My Love:

To My Love:

Oh heart, dear heart
That quiver so;
Inside my chest
I shall not know.

That you are mine, 
And tender thine
Until the fates
Do tell…

I promise thee
To dare not part,
The earthly ways
From which art not.

My life be so
Above; below
Surrender to your call.

Your voice and virtue
Ring so clear
The longing day, 
That you art near.

It has to be
I’ve found my True
’Tis sweeter than
The honey dew

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Marion

Beautiful write Daniel x

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