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Hearken, my dearest, whom is my freeing;
for my soul shall be poured;
of my essence and being,
lest it be mourned;

My endearment hath waxed beyond measure,
but alas, your very presence has brought me pleasure;
to an insightful blur, fathomless in its dimension
by God! Your pulchritude is that of an angel,
as if it were descending with divine intervention!

Your philanthropy and generosity
sews the mustard seeds of good intention
but your ever forgiving soul;
how doth I slip to mention?

No matter how much wrath was wrought
or many lives that can now never be bought;
you saw beyond their unyielding lack of temperament
and guided a piercing, resplendent ray into their macabre lament.

When you affix your gaze upon the most destitute, unfortunate, and hapless
you see that a solution must be derived from this chaotic distress.
Your diligence is symmetrical to that of your humility;
you reject the boastful nature of your words, albeit you bear a title of such nobility (my lady);
for you are queen of mercy, queen of charity, and queen of all earthly joy.

Despite how others desire to take, their attempts to cozen
whether it be out of your finances, your happiness, or even your bosom --
you invite them to your abode, for you are chaste;
any form of lust for cuddling is whisked away at last.
O, my dear, how your practices of the virtues are enlightening,
even beyond temptation and hell's challenges,
O! How frightening!

You are keeper of my soul..
you, my dearest, are my one true treasure to behold.