The ardor of my tyronic efforts
If I would ever have any
feelings for you, then it
would never be an infatuation!
Because, it would be the
purest form of any other
emotion!
The benignancy of the moon,
makes me feel this
same thing about you.
The pleasing artlessness,
is devoid of your endearment.
Please render its emptiness
with your substantially
adhering support!
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