My Love for You,
Is that of like fish of the forests,
The lions of the sea,
Something unusual and unworldly,
Pumping through me,
I fear my Love for You,
For it should not,
Could not exist,
But my Love persists,
Serving as Your every stimulant,
Even for the mind,
Satisfying Your every emotion,
Leaving only one behind,
Our Love,
For I know it triumphs even Mine.
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