Bound by love, heart's desire
I see your face, I feel the fire
Of passion as it grows, of feeling as it flows.
I feel your arms, I sense your touch
I kiss your lips, and know how much
We have come to grow together,
As each has come to know the other.
Then again, we sit apart.
I yearn to hear your beating heart.
I yearn to hold your hand in mine.
I yearn to feel your hair so fine.
I yearn to touch my lips to yours.
To feel your breath through this closed door.
And ever do I see your face
As in the dusk I seek the sleep
That shades this world in darkness,
Then leads me to the dream-built house
Where every night we both do dwell.




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