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My greatest fear is not the fall,
But failing myself, the deepest dread.
A Queen I sought through toil and call,
Now stands before me, love’s thread.

She rekindles spring's warm embrace, 
Her beauty in each quiet glance, 
Her laughter, a spark in my space, 
Revives my hope with a gentle dance.

Her touch, like dawn on weary skin, 
Melts the frost that clings to my heart. 
In her, a light I find within— 
A pulse that stirs my silent part.

Her eyes, like stars at morning’s crest, 
Gleam with a sunlit, ocean hue. 
A miracle that warms my chest, 
A light that makes my world anew.

Her beauty shines like sunrise gold, 
A warmth that breaks the darkest night. 
The promise of a dawn unfolds, 
When shadows fade and dreams take flight.

Our words, like paths through morning mist, 
Guide me where my visions lie. 
Each step is kissed by hope’s soft twist, 
A journey clear beneath the sky.

Her voice, a beacon through the dark, 
Points where my deepest dreams align. 
In every phrase, a guiding spark— 
A place where our hearts intertwine.

Yet, I question my own trust, 
Can I keep this love so true? 
Will I falter, as I must, 
Or stay steadfast through and through?

In her calm, a breeze on restless seas, 
Her touch soothes every scar and fray. 
No grand demands or lofty pleas, 
Just warmth that keeps the cold away.

Her grace, a gift both rare and bright, 
No heavy quest or grand request. 
In simple peace, she holds me tight, 
A love that needs no more than rest.

In every glance and tender touch, 
She brings a love both pure and kind. 
A heart that warms, a treasure much, 
A bond that grows with every find.

I sense our love as roots entwine, 
A seedling’s growth, strong and true. 
A melody of hearts aligned, 
A song that I hope she hears too.

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