The desire to see myself
in your eyes is strong,
Haunts me all day long,
Desire, Eating me up,
What has God written from above?
A terrible disease has seized my soul,
I yearn to catch a glimpse, to make you whole.
Your world-charming smile calls to me,
I want to lose myself, wild and free.
I try to forget, but fail each time,
Getting lost in illusions, my heart's in rhyme.
You know what I want, yet pretend not to see,
No, you're not stupid, but mature, I see.
I'm a mad lover, lost in my desire,
You are wise, with a heart that's on fire.
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