The Bride To Her Future Groom

You shall, as from now, have my hand to hold Pray, together, our destined fate, we shall mold I shall do all that I can to please you But remember that sometimes, my moods do get blue! I relish the comfort that the shelter of your love gives So much that I do intend it that our story be placed in archives I have bared my soul to you, in good faith and trust And exalt that you do accept my scars and my ugliness at their worst! We were meant to be together, from the time we birthed The skies have made it known to me, in ways so secret Unto their power I have submitted my soul Have faith, we shall also leave together! For you, my freedom, my ambitions, my dreams have I sacrificed Because I just know, that our union remains my sole call Yes, I fell to Earth, out of pain of thinking myself as unloved But how wrong I was, you fell right after me, to have me saved! Our lives being connected remain the wish of the heavens Like me, the inhabitants thereof shall remain, to you, forsaken For having adhered to this desire of theirs For, it hurts them to see that we are, without each other, so sunken! Pray, I shall be dutiful and faithful And shall make it that love abounds in our home, in bountiful I only ask from you that you remain as such, love drenched For without your shadow over me, I would be but a wretch! For Contest The Bride to her Future Groom Written on 5 Sept 2017