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What is it we want from love?
Love
Her grasp so tender it gives velvet a dirty frame
Love
Her absence so lonely it puts an island to shame
We walk the path of love
Is it her security?
Is it her passion?
Excitement swells from my toes
When she walks in the room
Her eyes locked on mine
The splendor spills out in excess over my lips
In a rumbling mumble
I plunge into the depths of adoration
Twisting and spinning
In a glorious smile she flashes at me
To hold her in my arms
Makes the dark parts vanish
Turning them into an evaporating whisper
With her kiss
She feels fragile
And I feel fragile
And we're fragile in this moment
I'm weak when I think about her
The rest of time flies
And her face and heart are glowing
In the back of my mind
When our hands touch
I sink desperately with anticipation
For her next word
Her next breath
Her next heartbeat
Her heart, what a heart
Once so hard
She would cut all the diamonds they presented
Once so raw
It would tear at an averted glance
A heart so strong it lifted me
From the depths of what I was
And now I'm with her
And she is love

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