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Mar 2015
Oh, you are always on my mind.
Oh, how the thought of you bears on
my mind and soul.
Oh, how the thought that I shall
never win your love
is a heavy burden.
Oh, if you were only in my arms.
I would take you in an unending embrace.
Oh, if I could open the deepest depths of my heart
to show all that it contained.
If I could show you that my love
is higher that the highest star
and deeper that the deepest ocean.
Oh, my sadness is without limit
with the thought that you will slip between my fingers.
Oh, how to hold you in my arms and caress your lips
would be a source of unending joy to me.
You are a never ending love song
a song no mortal has ever heard since the world began.
Oh, the stars and moon
sing down a song of your charms.
Oh, how I shed my tears of longing
of an endless longing and desire
it seems all creation speaks your name.
You name blown upon the wind
as the trees whisper to me in a sad and lonely sigh.
Oh, as the moon shines down
upon that celestial sphere I can only see
an image of your precious heart.
A heart I so wish to possess.
Oh, if I could only capture that precious beating heart.
A lovely wild thing.
Creature that haunts the wild wood never to be tamed.
Oh, how like some cat
that slips its way like some elusive ghost
through a dark moonless night.
Oh, I would give this heart that beats so forlornly
and ever fiber of my brain and soul you my own.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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   Miranda Renea
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