The darkest of night
I've yet to see
In his sight
I always want to be
A lover, a soulmate
Perhaps in future
Who knows our fate
Life isn't a torture
You are all, one can desire
Close to perfection
I really do admire
Tho he ignores my reflection
But I can see the flames in his eyes
Burning like the precious ambers
Lightening up my heart's chambers
My secret love from past years
Always smiles, when he hears
My voice in the loneliest crowd
I am lucky to have him, am so proud
He's now reading my writes
As am penning it tonight
My love, my future
Adores my writing nature
I write, he reads
On my words he heeds
A line or two he tries to add
But erases it off, says it sounds bad
So I dedicate this write to him
For that special someone, who calls me Sim...

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