A night of passion, kisses, hugs, and more
Finding each other, reaching out unsure
Flowers and gifts with words of romance
Both of us afraid to take a chance
Sometimes we fight and make anew
Sometimes I feel like the fool
One thing for sure, can say is true
I’ll always love, how about you
Your love my dear is strong and pure
Only thing is, you do not share
Is there a gift of love from you
Yes there is, but goes to who
Your love my sweet, is held so near
Hidden from me, caused by fear
One day my love, I know it’s true
You will love me, as I do you
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