It was the very moment we met

That was the first time I saw

The miracle for which I had always looked,

And had always sadly missed.

With You, there is no such thing as unhappiness.

No awkwardness trespasses our time.

Silence is like an exquisite song,

And yet,

Every sound You make is equally

As magnificent of a melody.

Before, I would have given away

My entire being and soul to some

Fraud who would treat it as a flower

To put in his coat pocket.

But my form is finally complete

And my mind at ease of pain.

Though, I know that nowadays

Any broken heart could publish

Many volumes of well-written prose,

And that behind every interesting person

Is something wonderfully tragic,

My sorrows are only my past now.

I think of none other than You.

Aside from that,

Speaking of tragedies,

I want you to know

That I want to make Juliet envious

And all the deceased lovers of the universe

To hear our cries of bliss

And become miserable.

I want the echoes of our ecstasy

To rustle their ashes

Into consciousness with agony.

I want those walking the sidewalks

Of town to look upon our glory

And shy from our blinding light.

I cannot even begin to justify my delight,

Having only a smile upon my lips as evidence.

It is Your trust that makes me faithful

And Your warm heart that makes me good.

You have the uncanny ability

To give me a soul,

Even though I have

Till now lived without.

You have given me beauty

In a world that was once base and hideous.

You undress me of my selfishness

And invent in me sympathy for troubles

That are not even my own.

Though You may not feel the same,

It is only You who is truly worthy

Of all this admiration

And the veneration

Of the entire cosmos.

I see Time is jealous of us,

And just might make war against

Our white lilies and crimson roses.

But I will fight it just as violently

And as passionately

As I love.

My heart is too wrought with joy

For it to sink into the depths of despondency,

And I cradle Yours with the utmost care

And sing it lullabies,

Sonnets of our love,

At night.

I live solely for You,

And I sing only in hopes

That the ringing tones might

Reach You somehow.

My anticipations,

Wishes,

Dreams,

And affections

Ride upon Your very shoulders, Love.

I can promise You this, also:

That we shall spend the rest of our days,

Dearest, drinking from the big dipper;

Swimming in the milky way;

And embracing each other

In the very blazes of the sun.

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