Blessed Are They

She adores you so much,
She couldn't find the words.

She got you like a blessing,
You make her able to survive.

She hands herself over to you,
Thinking of you from dawn to dusk,
Even at every moment of her day.

Her evening is yours,
Her morn is yours,
She is all yours.

~ Mery Ruaid

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