One With Thee
Tis I who pen these words for thee
Upon parchment with my quill
For I do wish my maiden to see
The depth of my love and will
T’was a blessing on that day
His lance did pierce my side
Thy stole every word I had to say
With beauty thou cannot hide
As thou nursed me back to health
With thy tender loving way
A lonely man gained true wealth
As thy knelt with me to pray
On this day I so proudly decree
Tis my honor to be one with thee
Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2008
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