I want to drown in pure, uncensored love

And bask within the glory of its light;

I want to feel much lighter than a dove,

Yet denser than the darkness of the night.

To feel emotions spill from me like milk

And walk the earth with someone hand-in-hand

Is the most joyful honor of them all,

No matter how simple, careless, or grand.

But I feel so unworthy of this love

That quakes the world with its impassioned touch,

So poor and graceless for such things above

The normal passing eyes and fleeting blush.

If I'm to find someone, then let it be,

Somewhere, there must be some love left for me.


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