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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