By Damien Knight
All I ever dreamt of
Waking at your side.
Here I am love
Come be my bride.
Who has passion like I?
Who cares for me like you?
Aniya, my love is no lie
To you I am true.
Every love poem I write
I think of you.
These feelings I fight
leave me coloured blue.
This undead heart of mine
Heal it, give me life.
In your grace divine
Lady be my wife.
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