Young Love
When our spirits joined presence
it was a miracle in essence
Intrigue flourished and mystified
The feeling could not be denied
You allured and compelled me
Drawn to you, you were all I could see
When I watched you from afar, gazing helpless
I saw a vision of pure bliss
Where my thoughts were once before dripping with sorrow
Living in dread, wondering if I will see tomorrow
I learned a painful lesson
That is was not love or devotion
It seems as is we melted together by the forging heat of touch
Bound by yearning, lust, passion, one can only take so much
It cannot be wrong if it feels this way
This love, I think it is, grows for you every waking day
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