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Mar 18
My most beautiful rose, untamed
I know you hurt… it hurts me the same.
I want to bring you joy and love with no shame.
You asked not to see me… I must keep my love restrained.

Oh, my shining star that sings me to sleep,
I need your love, from your chalice to sip.
I want to tell you my stories till the suns slip.
Without your touch, it feels like an endless pit.

My dearest love, so divine,
My sanity is kept by your eyes.
My soul requires your sight.
My hands, my heart, my body…
...your shrine.
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Lost Indeed
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