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Since I met you in person,
I knew I would be vorticose;
Things have not worsen,
But I love you with my utmost.

We've both partaken a heart
That had been broken asunder;
Yet, I felt an instinct from the start
That you would not throw mine yonder;
You would be the one for me,
My subject to an exciting love story,
And my angel who comes from above.

I belong not elsewhere
But in your softly obligin arms;
I feel accommatly welcomed there
And secure to be with a woman who charms
The pertinacious emotions inside;
You've wiped the tears of this man
Whose solicitous days made him cried;
Just let me recompense; I know I can.

I know that I came to you
Bearing only a life of drivels,
But you comforted me through,
Although I was a grown man that snivels;
Baby, you stood by me to the end;
Now, I'm strong becuase of you
And you've become more than just a friend,
I want to say that I love you.

I appose no one;
Your snug affection is first;
It's the only thing I'm dependent on;
You made my best from the worst;
Baby, you're so amazing and classy
To just take me in when I was forlorn;
How could a woman so snazzy
Be concern with a man's heart being torn?

You shared my pains by the billion
And you are applicatively still here;
So, come with me with this pillion
Or I'll go begind, while you steer.

My love is turgid and strong;
You help made it that way
And you knew it could be all along;
I'm going to make it up to staring today;
You filled my sombrous voids to no more
And that's my chief motive
For saying your love has taught me a lore
Which is to keep this promise so votive.

Sweetheart, I no longer have a need
For covetousness over a material thing
My heart has been empty from greed;
The reason why I have this ring
And I am on the hallowed bended knee
Is because I want you in my life for good;
I long for you to see an eternity
Of being loved like a wife of mine should.

Would you, my love, accept this ring
As a peak of the iceberg of my rapture?
I have your heart, love, but to sing,
I need your hand in my marriage to capture;
You are the light in my obscure life;
I'd be perplexed if you take the light away;
Be my lovely beautiful wife
And make the luckiest man until my dying day.

Baby, will you...
Will you..
Will you... marry me?