Passion born from a whisper.
A gentle breeze that buckles knees and makes honored thoughts cherished memories
Even a sinner becomes a saint in the eyes of love, although faint, to those without the same vision.
Eyes glisten as you smile like you can't see how terrible the world sees me.
Mixed views and fees due, I'd go blind without your light to see me through.
Illuminate..
Either I'm short-sighted or you make my world a little bit brighter.
For you, I'll be a love and a fighter.
A husband.
And a writer.
The building blocks of an Empire needs a Kingdom and an Emperor.
I'd bestow the title to no one less. My good girl and a great wife.
My Empress..
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