will be yours
and only yours.
All my tender kisses
will touch no other lips,
only yours.
You are my dream come true,
so my life I give to you
for now and always
and evermore.
Take what I give
and hold it carefully
for as long as I live
all the love that I give
will be yours
and only yours.
2 May 2009
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