To take You as mine in solitude,
I desire, don't You know that fact?
Imagine my yearning, don't be callous;
Understand my eagerness.
At crimson-colored morning, I think of Your story;
On the star of evening Your portrait I see.
All alone at midnight, I hearken to the avenue
For report of Your advent.
Be not most remote, but to me please come adjacent;
Don't forget that You're my nearest intimate.
Do continue ringing me, neath both light and gloom,
Hey the Beautiful Sweetness.
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It is just a fact... for You I have an appetite.
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