Love was the only word I knew,
But who could express it were very few.
Out of them was a simple dude
who was cute and not at all rude.
...
A poem may be a tune of a lyre,
or a birth of a desire.
It can be
a consequence of fascination,
...
That was a moment
of pure contentment,
when you held me tight
and rest everything seemed light.
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