I am an aficionado of your love
Your tender caress, your kisses
You drive me into passion
The one which hisses
In your mellow voice about love
The bliss of being in your arms
Far away, protected from callousness
Something which I’ll cherish
When in indolence,
Or the day I breathe my last.
Verve far flung from the world
A face I admire
Of my prince charming
Your breath which leaves me dire
Your love which makes me trust
Yet another fairy-tale
Not of Cinderella or Snow-white
But finally an enchantment
In this world, feeling right;
Irrevocably and unconditionally mine.
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