By Damien Knight
My love is worth
what I put in to it
Your love is gold to me
My desire is that I be worthy
Of such a creature divine
Soft and sweet I can’t forget
Seperated by the sea
I wish to be set free from agony
For my longing princess is pain
And this pain brings such pleasures
Am I love sick or insane
Am I a man worth your measure
I give my word my everything
Just to hear you say i’m your king
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