What if I tell you my honest truth?
Would you still be here?
Heart to heart,
Soul to soul,
Eyes to eyes,
Hands to hands,
Bodies together,
Will you be here,
With me for the days to come,
However they become?
Would you hold me in your strong arms,
In fire and rain?
Would you still,
Look at me,
Like your queen?
Would you still be mine,
Would you still have me,
For the moments to come,
In all moments?
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