How I feel so, so warm to be the last single man,
It is so pleasant to not be so free and to so love.
Such a sight, such strength, such manly thinking to do from now,
It is the only chance to prove to myself that I can decide for two.
It is only days away before I agree to love,
Days on end to adore with graceful kisses.
A kind of day where two people of different sexes,
Decide to bond them to a knot of continual love.
A bond that never ever has any loose ends,
A bond of forever tightness towards: each other.
Yes! A bond of fruitful scenes forever told,
For a lifetimes memory of ever old.
The golden rings of two peoples love bind altogether,
The orchestration of friends and family that blend together,
The fruitfulness of both physical and mental, we both share,
The fruitfulness of love, that is unleashed from one’s heart.
Gone are the times where another does not affect the decision of one,
Past are the times when you have has fun by yourself,
Greed and jealousy will have to be forgone,
Like the echoes of a recently hit instrument: ‘The Gong”!
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