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You Cometh

You cometh
You cometh for me
I feel you near
I sense you strong

Waited for years
The wait is over
My partner comes
My own man is finally here

Our mission; Exemplary
Our words; cast in stone for generations to come
In total submission, We surrender ourselves and our union to our God
This choice we have made will be heard by many generations
….our process, our birthing and our synergy!

I trust you with my dreams
I trust you with my future
I have chosen to love, help and submit to you
My hero, my lord, my crown and my man

I accept your leadership
I accept your body
I accept your weaknesses and strengths
May we grow together and the best of love be expressed through us

Our children will surely call us BLESSED!!!

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