You are my
heartthrob;
nay, you are
my heart.
Your tender-soft breathing
tickles my cheek,
and gives me the surreal feel
of love;
love of such a
passionate lover;
who for centuries
has waited, and
waited, for her love of life
to appear before her
eyes for a split-second
moment, and kiss her
leaps before saying good-bye
for eons to come.
heartthrob;
nay, you are
my heart.
Your tender-soft breathing
tickles my cheek,
and gives me the surreal feel
of love;
love of such a
passionate lover;
who for centuries
has waited, and
waited, for her love of life
to appear before her
eyes for a split-second
moment, and kiss her
leaps before saying good-bye
for eons to come.
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