These feelings
…I must confess
Make me cry in the
Dead of winter
Make me shiver in the
River on a July night
Make me dance in the
Rain during a spring thunderstorm
I just want to taste the inside of
Your brain, see where you go when you
Sleep
I want to watch the love inside your indigo
Heart grow
Beneath all
things,
Deeper than
A soul can shine
I must confess…
I will love you, until the end of time.
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