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Joseph Johnson Oct 2013
This dream of yours is a flame
You feed it, yet it yearns for more
You make it bigger and bigger
Brighter and brighter it burns
The desire in your heart is evil
It will not be satisfied
Have you not noticed its undying hunger?
And it’s constant attention?
Your life, so consumed
You have loved your life
Therefore you have lost it
Riches
Your end
I'm going to make this clear: Money IS NOT evil, but the love of it is. If it consumes your thoughts. Your life. Your attention. You love it. Please don't fall into it's snare.
Joseph Johnson Oct 2013
You are mine, my beloved, may you never leave my sight. For my eyes long for you. In the cold of the night, you warm me. In the heat of the day, you cool me.  You are thoughtful toward me. Not for any gain, but out of love. Your thoughtful heart does not go un-noticed by my eyes. I love you, once again, not for gain, but out of pure love. Spotless and sincere, our love is eternal.
Your beauty, unmatched among woman. Your wisdom, beyond all whom I know. Your sweet heart, sweeter than the hearts of all. Your gifts, unmatched and always using them to aid others.
All these things you are. Honesty is on my tongue.
I write with tears, for I know I am un-worthy of you. I know you love me, and it’s hard to fathom. I am far from perfect, my love. My actions are of vain conceit. Why do you choose me? Why a man such as me? I love you; my heart is emptied into these words. They are full. Thank you for choosing me, although I am unworthy of you, I will be your knight, your protection, your servant, and your lover. Whether I am your friend, best friend, husband or servant. My heart will always be with you.
                                          You are mine, and I am yours. **Forever

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