as the boundlessness of time and space?
I am but an intrepid groom,
who attempts to lift the veil too soon,
or peer through the lace,
to steal a glance of your face.
what is it that I hope to see
to quell the restlessness in me?
is it but another disguise,
or is there comfort in your eyes?
whatever it be,
will you set me free?
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