My dear,

February 7, 2010
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To I, a shallow fellow,
Thy beauty art rivaled by non,
Yet envyed by all whom catch sight,
My dear, you are the essence of my being,
Thou art a temperate touch of summer's eve,
Tis' today's a gently breeze,
A smile with eternal ease,
Thy eyes a pair of sapphire beads,
Just as if it was the ocean blue,
Oh my dear, my star-cross'd lover,
Thou art the light to my darkest night,
Thou art the heat to my coldest day,
My love for thou shall last till' all eternal comes to an end.

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