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Mar 13
I vow to give you all of me,
To set you wild, to set you free.
Step close, let go, just take my hand,
And love will be our promised land.

I crave your body, your voice, your whole,
Your lips—the scripture of my soul.
Your voice—the poetry my heart recites,
Your smile—the eclipse that births my nights.

The stars may go out, the seas may rise,
Yet still, I suffer beneath dark skies.
My restless soul, a love untamed,
Our fate unwritten, yet proclaimed.
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Lost Indeed
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