Hey sweet bride, I'm a bard, unknown;
Don't hide yourself upon your pride.
Be my Queen and rule my throne
And chide that pride you hide inside.
I draw your face through my rhyme
And lines that bards will read, indeed;
If my rhyme is a shameful crime,
I'll be prepared to take the lead.
My lines burgeon toward your side.
The others remain for me, called a shame:
This blessed verse I'll never hide
And this book will have none but your name.
From the unfair bard to the unfair bride,
You shall be fair; and love, you shall not hide.
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Burgeon: to grow or develop quickly.
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RoMeo'S DiaRy
RomanceThis book was named by @rola007 thanks sister :D And the cover photo is edited by @MelodyRush thanks rasha, I loved it :) Hope you enjoy the reads :)
