Protecter

Just a love poem, but words from a differant time.

Hath thou given thee
thy heart? And for what
am I to use it? Shall I protect
it, or it protect me? You
say I am to protect it, well
protected it shall be. But what
of my own? I cannot protect
both of them. Give it to you,
you say? How am I to know
that you will not decieve me?
I presume I must trust you....
Alright than trusted by me
you will forever be, until the
day you dare break you word.