You ask me to marry you -
Our lives
Indeed, our very souls
To share.

You ask that I place
My days and years,
My hopes and fears
In your care.


You ask me to give to you
My love,
Indeed, my very heart
And soul.

You ask me to see
Our treasured dreams as one
And make our two separate parts
A whole.


You ask so very much of me,
I must confess -
But I do not hesitate to speak.
I cannot help but love the man I see -
My answer's YES.


By R.g. Wallace


For Geneviève Chaloux -

Because she asked.

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