My dearest love, as fair as morn's first light,
Thou art the sun that doth dispel my night.
Thy beauty, like the rose in summer's bloom,
Doth leave me breathless, lost in thy sweet perfume.

Thy voice, like music, soothes my tangled soul,
And in thy presence, all my fears grow narrow and old.
For in thy eyes, I see a world of divine,
And in thy heart, a love that's truly mine.

Oh, how I long to hold thee in my arms,
And keep thee safe from all life's harms.
For thou art the one who doth complete me,
My soulmate, my love, my destiny, for thy is meant for me.

So let us dance beneath the starry sky,
And promise each other, until we die,
In each other's arms we'll always be,
Forever bound, in love's sweet harmony.

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