Male seek to empathize with females, while not losing their disposition to stay firm in pains; females seek to be strong, without losing their disposition to spend their desire for their men.
I want to swim in the array of beautiful frays that would come if I get married, against each other in showing kindness.
I am not a traipsy sojourner; and I do not exist in a cosmopolitan world. My mind is a trotter, sojourning as a wayfarer, observing the zephyr, the creatures, the plain, the sky, and most importantly, these feelings that I have within about the glory that is without. My mind does not desire to remain subventaneous, like mere zephyr; neither does my mind desire to be gallivant, though I seek to be pleasured and to be intrigued, for diversion does not always sum up to fullest of joys. I have no wanderlust in me, as they spell it "nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land". I am a mere sojourner, treading through the lands of danger of the squalls by the mistral. yet I know well in my heart these votive words left for me, to remind me that I am not in agamy. I have been betrothed thus sent here to be a display. I am a sojourner already affianced before I knew these words. Thus I shall sojourn into this danger, sans these fears, embracing this deuterogamy as I await for the foy, because the price to buy me, the bride has been paid. Alas! What if all it be my imagination but no more, of the taste of these sweetness? If it indeed be so, I shall hold firm and trust His glory, for, I know whom I have loved.