I burn this torch for you to be mine
For you are the sight of my fond'st
Of memories of dreaming up a life
Onto which I saw you for the first
Time, I fell in Love at first sight
Which this pure esctasy which burns
A pyre of such passionate yearning
Sweet affectious amoreous caress
Leaving me to obsess
With everything to do for a future
My endless emotions of nature
feelings unto poets, what's to angels
A blessing for the words flow
Unlike anything but inspiration
Of all things we've come to know
About the past and future.
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