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Sep 2018
Oh, your lips  are  a flame
Oh, how they burn me!
Oh, the thought of your heart
to be won.
Oh, how it burns me  and burns me!
Oh, your body!
As it sways one way
and then another
like the passing of clouds
as they pass through  the heavens
Oh, how it is a fire
to burns me to ash
and light my very bones to flame!
Oh, I  have passed  far beyond
the limits of reason.
You have become   the meaning
of my being
of why I am  that I am.
Oh, my life has become a force
that seeks to make you mine.
and though I die
or though I live
I  care not at all!
But follow  the   course  my heart has set
till  the stars  shall fall from the sky
and the moon  no longer
gives  her light.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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