I’m sure you know better,
That it’s not this I’m after.
To face this no farther,
Your face I’d rather.
Of all strength I garner,
It’s still getting harder
To see us together,
On the boat that we charter.
On your toast I spread butter,
You and me best of partners.
It’s for you to ponder,
Our happily ever after.
killgwen 
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