Blind Romance

My dear, darling dearest, honey,
when I think of our love,
I think of us.
When I think of us,
I think of our love.
It has survived the most tumultuous waves,
set and risen with the sun.
Our love is the dawn of a new empire,
the quelling of bachelor-uprisings.
It has known the skies and seas,
it is strong (like us).

You what?

Ah, our love lives on.

-Alex W. (First draft for NaPoWriMo 8/30)

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