You my dear
Have a particular type of beauty
Which denies me sleep
Consumes my thoughts
Oh how I dream of you my love
And dream such dreams
Where we lay side by side
Alas it appears never to be
Alas I keep such tears aside
I do not weep, I hold my own life
Lest I be revealed
And my feelings known
You are enchanted to my heart
A written tale I may never read
You are are all and everything
A magic life I await
To begin
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