Thou True Love of Mine
Thy name is conjured on the breeze.
And thou hast brought me to my knees.
Thou loveth me with all thy soul.
I beseech thee maketh me whole.
Whither thou goest I shall be.
Forever lost upon thy sea.
Thou hast designed my fate"tis true.
Henceforth we shall be one not two.
My arms doth ache to holdeth thee near.
Eternally I shalt loveth thee dear.
for Old English Valentine contest.
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