True Love
MY LOVE MY PRINCE.
MY PRECIOUS JEWEL, YOU BELONG TO ME AND I BELONG TO YOU.
I SHALL TREASURE THEE ABOVE ALL ELSE, IF I COULD I WOULD GIVE THE STARS AND EVEN THE MOON.
TO ME YOU ARE A GIFT FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE, DELIVERED FROM APHRODITE HERSELF, A GIFT GIVEN ONE I SHALL NOT REFUSE.
OUR PATHS HAVE CROSSED OUR DESTINIES AND FUTURES NOW INTERTWINED YOU WHO I VOU WHO I COVET ABOVE ALL ELSE, MY MOST PRECIOUS TREASURE.
I SWEAR TO YOU MY UNDYING LOVE, LOALTY, FAITH AND VIRTUE TO YOU.
WE SHALL ALWAYS HAVE EACH OTHER JUST US TOO.
Copyright © Chance Furlong | Year Posted 2011
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