You can not possess me for I belong to myself.
But while we both wish it, I give you that which is mine to give.
You can not command me, for I am a free person.
But I shall serve you in those ways you require, and the honey comb with taste sweeter coming from my hand.
I pledge to you that yours will be the name I cry aloud in the night.
And the eyes in which I smile into every morning.
I pledge to you the first bite from my meat, and the first drink from my cup.
I pledge to you my living and dying,
Equally in your care.And tell no strangers our grievances.
This is my wedding vow to you.
This is a marriage of equals.
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RandomA series of unusual words and stories. (Mostly from the internet unless said otherwise.)