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| I love thee,
with all hearts desire, Like endless burning fire. I love thee, though so secretly, He so heavenly. I love thee, hearts could never fade, The love we never made. Take my desire and my fire. Take me secretly oh so heavenly. This could not fade... This we have made. ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ This poem is about infatuation and lust over someone who doesn't even know that the other person even exist. |
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