Cherishing the awe

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The name I cherish, Hope it is,
My love shall be sovereign,
Honor shall be born,
And nature be brought to life,
As stars are captivated by her,
The throes of lingering cravings for me,
With bliss then I would grant,
Heart pine her,


I shed crystal tears with joy indeed,
That magic has been our souls,
And thence the devotion of years,
Lives immortally again,
Hereinafter pure love harmonized,
In the divine world, they won,
The silvery white hast has done,


With my life I protect her,
Utter poise drives me through,
Being fond of her lastingly,
The greater foundation shall be provided,
Such love must vanquish it all,
The purest soul in awe,
Lees of dark twills shall wither,
And to their knees, they crumble,


Adoration hath bound us,
Oh, if you only know, my dear,
Being with you evermore,
Giving you everything still,
In reverence for your beauty,
Gaze at the stars and long for sight,
All of my wings protect you withal,
Shall swift upon your heartbeat.

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