The trepidation of my heart
is not so based on concern
of where my love is
or what she has been,
but upon whether I will be the base
upon which her hopes and aspirations rest.
Do I deserve her, with what she does for me
And the love, caring and affection she bestows upon me.
In this, I will always tremble.
Not with fear, but with the joy of love.
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