On August 5th...

Of love revolves her character.
Of reason all sums up in delight.
Of tears all flows with passion
To vehemently tickle her beauty
Irresistible and precious.
On August 5th, as my soul drains
In honeyed steamlet of romance
I revealed my true emotion in God's eyes
And said "yes I do" and became her husband
I yielded my fears to fill up her sky
With stars that would melt every residue
Of my doubt into a river of lust
Exclusive only to you, Dedell my love.
Again and again I must openly confess
My weakness to your burning feelings
To accept you as the gatekeeper of my soul.

by Pierre Richard Raymond

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