To hold your delicate frame in my firm arms
To rest your aching heart on my warm bosom
To kiss you long till the suck fills me or kills me full
To see you till the forms turns into a liquid picture
To talk till the tongue defeats the ear
To tell my love till no better words can improve it
To bury my ‘self’ in you till you become my tomb
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