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Mystery
My love clings to mystic you
My awe lies in your secrecy
Your beauty is profound from a distance
Your flaws from here I can not see
Your voice is angelic, I fancy
Your temper so sweet like summer
Lo! How strong your arms must be!
How I long to hold them in slumber
My wildest dreams mustn't come true
Lest I should come to abhor you
For if I witness you're a mere mortal
I fear that I may despise you.
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My awe lies in your secrecy
Your beauty is profound from a distance
Your flaws from here I can not see
Your voice is angelic, I fancy
Your temper so sweet like summer
Lo! How strong your arms must be!
How I long to hold them in slumber
My wildest dreams mustn't come true
Lest I should come to abhor you
For if I witness you're a mere mortal
I fear that I may despise you.
© All Rights Reserved
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