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Be My Bride.
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Poetry by Bern. 
Be My Bride.
- Curly lockets of finely spun hair,
- Eyes expressive of the soul.
- Please forgive the way I stare,
- For now I know I have reached my goal.
- Your delicate face those rosebud lips,
- Have brought my wanderings to an end.
- As I caress your face my fingers won't slip,
- As my hearts love I to you send.
- Take me sweet maid, for I am yours,
- I will be but clay in your hands,
- Mould me, as you will I am sure.
- Make me into your perfect man,
- Let our hearts beat true in rhythmic time.
- A precious wonderful love will be ours,
- Our actions will be in perfect mime.
- As I lead you into my rose filled bower,
- The first sweet kisses of our love.
- Will put blushes to many a flower,
- You my first heaven sent dove.
- I your true loving radiant boy,
- Our wildly beating hearts will be of joy.
- Tranquillity will be our guide,
- As I shyly ask you to be my bride.
