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My Love - Part I
Your shoulder brushes against my own Your warm scent, harder to ignore the more I attempted Years of being subjected to this cruel sensation How long shall I last without being tempted? Tender eyes, flushed cheeks, your firm, sincere hand Entrapped in mine, as your lips mouth affairs of all around yet nowhere Your enticing eyes, a vast ocean; and unfortunate me Couldn’t help but drown, couldn’t help but stare For the words you recite, like a nightingale in the starry sky Try as I might, couldn’t prevent it arousing a want in me Ballads, novellas, or be it boring facts and records I want you to read to me, as long as your voice continues to be When was that fateful moment, that had slipped my mind, When from a tiny fragment, you became the entire world to me? Was it the first time you’d held my hand, the first time I pondered ‘Bout how enchanting your eyes were, and how it’d taken me this long to see? And now that years had passed us by Feeling like millenniums as they may I am still sat by your side, lost in your eyes Looking for the right words to say Hopeless, I sway, for neither sweet words in prose or verse Could explain to you my heart, break its guise Nor my silence, subtle hints and hopeful eyes My love, could ever make you realize…
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