Stroking, through hair golden, the finest skin
Counting eyelashes around eyes so blue
Kissing lips trembling with pure emotion
Whispering tender words achingly true
For both of us, years of waiting are done
The reward has come so lets make start
Years of patience fall for triumph well won
To savour every minute with this heart
Let all the pent up emotion run free
Give me everything as I give you mine
Make this surrender as sweet as can be
Bring an end to the desire you pine
Lower your defences, pull them all down
Only my princess deserves this gold crown
18th November 2005
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