Proposal
You and I are standing in a stony creek,
under the spray of a waterfall.
I reach into the clear water and
pull a ring from the bottom.
The ring is made of the rarest stones
that shine like tiny suns.
I place the ring on your finger and
ask you to be my wife sharing the same life…
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This is really nice, some of it pretty lyrical too.
It is beautiful. I see this place in my mind clear as day.