Let me speak of love, For she has lit my world. Her smile warms my heart. Her touch a reminder she cares. Let me speak of truth, for she holds it in her hands. She reads to me at night. Her words of love I understand.
She wants nothing of me but my heart. That which is my all And I in turn want nothing more. For within her heart are the answers I sometimes forget. But she is there to remind me. She is my love, she is my truth.
I weak am made strong by her gentle hand. There to embody my faith to hold me to that which I promised from the beginning of time.Without fear. For she is with me still. In all I do and say. unashamed of my failures. For within my failures she is there to make me strong.
Always believing in me as I believe in her. She is my all and without her I am an empty shell Doom to an eternal hell. She is my every breath. She is my life. She is my love. She is my wife.
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