With Certainty

I would say you’re finally mine,
but I am not quite sure.

I would make mountains go down on their knees
and oceans rise up into clouds
then part like the seas.
I would say you’re finally mine,
but I am not quite sure.

I would go to the depths of hell,
drag out the devil himself,
and make him obey until he returned from whence he fell
I would say you’re finally mine,
but I am not quite sure.

I would carry the sun on my back for miles
if only to give you the sight of its rise and set
and be happy despite all my trials.
I would say you’re finally mine,
but I am not quite sure.

I will, however, say that I am yours,
and of that, I am quite certain.

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