She is my sanctum.
I have never felt more secure
as I do in her embrace.

Emotions well inside me,
proportionate to that of
titans and demigods.

But, she is living proof of monotheism.
She is living proof,
of one sovereign deity
that troubled the expanse of nothingness
with the vibration of His voice,
and created perfection.

She is perfection—
singular and unblemished.
And within our universe,
only one thought exists—

To love without end
for it is our destiny.

She desires to know me
beyond comprehension.
And love me beyond my merit.
And I am terrified by this.

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