the lines of your silloutte,
briefly digesting each curve
that outline your being;
I can not pretend to feel
nothing, this particular encounter-
you have captivated me
in every way possible,
my soul is yours to puppet,
having given myself to you,
I depend on you for survival-
oh my darling, I am worthless
without you,
I shall go mad the day we part,
my love, how I adore you,
more than you will ever know.
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