Doubt thou the stars be fire, bright and bold,
Question the moonlight's whispers, soft and cold.
Doubt thou the sun doth move across the sky,
Let shadows dance where dreams in silence lie.
Doubt the truth, let it waver, shake, and bend,
Challenge the tales that the winds choose to send.
Cast aside certainties, let reason roam,
But ne'er, my love, doubt the heart's true home.
For in the depths of night, where silence sings,
Love, like the dawn, unfurls its tender wings.
It weaves through the cosmos, a radiant thread,
Binding two souls where the heart's whispers led.
So doubt the stars, the sun, and all that is,
But know in mine heart, thou art the one I miss.
In every breath, in every secret sigh,
Never doubt, my love, for I am thine, till I die.
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