She has come to me
Here within my very soul.
Down this aisle
Of petty, cheerful feelings,
Encapsulating me
Once more.
Should I give in
And let all my whims
Evolve?
Truly, this cannot be.
But my heart,
My burning heart
Is again
Unsure.
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