I was sailing shiny nights
I was chasing murky lights
I was protecting them from the winds
You were always like a dream
I am kisses on your lips
I am the morning yet to arrive
I am your soul in the prison of love
You are my sparkling wandering star
I will be the perfect groom tonight
I will be the symbol of for-ever-love
I will be the one who may never die
You will be the sword in my burning heart
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