Wedding Ring, Wedding Vow
I will love you in the breaks of things, in the statements of youth.
I will love you in the sight of a man cruising through your skin.
I will love you in the heat of wins. I will love you to the aching of my limb, depth of my terrain,
and I love you to the limits of my vein, and to the pain of my heist, and all its money to rain.
I will love you to my breaking, and fleeing, and denying fault. I will love you
to what I not know how or why and to why I cannot say, and to what I cannot give.
And I love where there is no one to say to what,
and if be this fight a boxing with the king
then love is the glove I wear to your ring.
I will love you in the sight of a man cruising through your skin.
I will love you in the heat of wins. I will love you to the aching of my limb, depth of my terrain,
and I love you to the limits of my vein, and to the pain of my heist, and all its money to rain.
I will love you to my breaking, and fleeing, and denying fault. I will love you
to what I not know how or why and to why I cannot say, and to what I cannot give.
And I love where there is no one to say to what,
and if be this fight a boxing with the king
then love is the glove I wear to your ring.
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