Let’s finally speak what hearts have known,
And pour this love from flesh to bone.
We've lived too long in silent songs,
Let lips now make the longing known.
Your hand in mine — a vow for life,
Let’s walk where winds of fate have blown.
That dream within your waiting eyes,
Let’s dress it now in hope alone.
Those half-said lines from years ago,
Deserve their end, full-grown, full-shown.
No fear of loss, no grief to bind —
Just love enough to build our own.
Each passing hour, let bear your name,
And make this bond a sacred tone.
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