Nicholas Nikolov (April.6,1988 / Toronto)
We have made an enchanting year
with love’s end not in distant sight, nor near;
that alone, we must need not fear.
I’ll always cherish thee so very dear,
wishing we’ll be together forever, which would steer
us to passionate bliss; when we’re not together, I feel you near.
And when the day of marriage does appear
I’ll genuinely feel as rich as one King Lear.
Though, when we part, promise our love won’t disappear;
instead, ensure that our love will continue like in yesteryear.
If so, our love will splendidly grow to another year
As we’ll continue to have the sincere
souls and love-devoted hearts as we had. Please don’t fear,
our romance-bursting undying love, my dear
is more perpetual than – dare I say – the masterpieces of Shakespeare.
Neither of us will ever shed a single mournful tear.
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