Caressing over the deepest of emotion
unable to abstain the thought
Love is what I speak of
I have yet to feel the ache of love
"And far too younge to understand."
As my elders comprehend
Naive child I may be
But ready I am
For love to accomidate me
Aphrodite has yet to accord
That I have been caught in utterance
For the wraggle of love had been thrown my way
And my weak shattered heart gave in with no say
My mind in utter woe
My heart being battered
Then my heart was once more in restrain
My body growing weak from endearment
And my heart falling and no one to catch it
Leaving me in utterimpairment
No one left to collect the peices
Of my shattered love
I dearly hope that the vehemence of true love comes my way
And none shall I obey
For I will love thee too
And forever be without fret
For my happy ending will be set.

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