By Just L
Date: 2010 Sep 08
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A Proposal

Marry me, my love.
Run away with me.

Create our own retreat
You and thee.

Let me be your anchor
Keep you drifting out to sea.

Since we professed our love
Nine months less one day.

I know your wounds; scars; heart
Wouldn't have it any other way.

Dare to cherish me entirely
Know the truth of truly free.

I know you think I'm simply sweet
(or perhaps sorely misguided)
Marry me, seriously!

Just L
Written September 8, 2010