RIVERS AND ROADS.
I will walk through the darkest road, and I will cross the shakiest river.
I will go through the thickest forest.
For you my dearest, I will become your florist.
For you, I will become an artist.
I’ll put on my pink beret and my finest garment.
I will pluck the finest rose for you every morning without a warning ‘cuz nothing brings me more joy than to see you happy.
I will walk through the darkest road, and I will cross the shakiest river.
I will wrestle the strongest tiger in the jungle.
For you, I will do, even if I stumble.
I’m willing to go through the extra mile just to make you smile.
I will walk through the narrowest road like a toad, to help you with your load.
I will cross that river even if Thunder and lightning forbids it.
For you, I will shiver.
I will go on every journey, even if it gets stormy ‘cuz you’re worthy.
I will build an army to protect you.
In a heartbeat, I will go through bitter, sweet.
Build you shelter for the heat, make sure you never sweat.
I will walk in the dark, even if the dogs bark.
I will swim across that river despite my fear of sharks just to get to the other side, and I will jump on every ride, just to have you by my side.
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