Saturday, March 3, 2012

Wedding Words

(Paris's poem to Juliet)

The wedding, the marriage,
I'll carry you away in a carriage,
Treat you like a princess
Everyday, my love, I shall confess,
If she shall let me,
I shall bow down before her, and carry her to victory.
Be mine, Stay with me.
Have me, Marry me.
My one love, my Juliet
Let go of my heart you have so safely kept.

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