Silhouetted against thy love,
I am but a shadow of desire,
Longing for your touch, your kiss,
To set my soul alight with fire.
In the darkness, I reach out,
Grasping at the empty air,
Hoping to feel your warm embrace,
To banish all my doubt and fear.
But you are distant, out of reach,
A vision that I cannot grasp,
And I am left to wander lost,
With only memories of the past.
Yet still I yearn for you, my love,
A flame that never will expire,
Silhouetted against thy love,
I am but a shadow of desire.
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