Am I Worthy?
Such loving eyes, from here I see
With pouting lips, a crimson red
Her look to me, sets my heart free
To love her now on midnight’s bed
She holds the pow’r within her grasp
A strength, innate, she does not know
But yet, her love, she makes it last
Until the light, the sunrise show
The beacon then highlights her face
More lovely than I truly saw
My fear, that one day she replace
Me with another so unflawed
For now, I’ll hold her so possessed
As here and now I am so blessed
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