I wish I knew,
as this feeling grew;
why I can’t control,
if I already know,
how the answer will go?
But, this feeling I can’t ignore;
when I think of her,
my heart above sun and sky sore.
Is it love?
Or am I mistaken?
When her face I see,
my blood grows warm by degrees,
and I want to hold her for eternity.
To look into her eyes,
her smile lighting up the skies,
and with soft lips touching,
both of us lost in time…
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