I love nothing more than to sit and hear.
Am I to learn of or learn from the one I hold dear?
Giving all attention to either gives me pleasure.
Up and down, in head and heart, these memories I treasure.
Please let me just sit and revel in wonder.
Don't send me away and tear our bond asunder.
Let it be that I may bask in your beauty.
Me being blessed by the warmth of your glory.
"Fall deep, fall hard," (without worry as I gladly discover)
"Into my love" (wherein lies only comfort and cover).
The astounding truth I am excited to see further unfold:
Blackness is entirely absent; there is no corruption in your heart of gold.
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