Should words escape my grasp,
I’ll tell you this now.
Though I know not how to show,
I can put it to words.
My devotion to you
Is without equal.
No metaphor can be drawn
To illustrate this thing incorporeal.
Should you ask,
I would hold your hand.
Should you ask,
I would kiss your wounds.
Should you ask,
I would leave for you.
Should you ask,
I would cede my life.
Should you ask,
I would renounce my father.
Should you ask,
I would forsake my mother.
All you could ask,
I would gladly do
If it put a smile
On your face.
Dreams of fame, prosperity, health,
I have forgotten in your eyes.
All I care for now
Lies at my side.
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