Here’s a Question
I love you, Emily
I love you. 
These three words I’ve longed to say, 
But did delay
That they might prove even sweeter. 
Like a pearl within an oyster, 
The beauty of this phrase 
Grows and thrives
Enclosed in words unspoken; 
Within my heart abides
Such love for you
It cannot be hidden
It should not be hidden
It will not be hidden
I love you. 
And if you find within your heart
A pearl of likened beauty
Which from the start 
Did grow unseen, 
I ask you, “Will you marry me?” 
 
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