When we kissed
on the first night,
taken over;
by your love.
Dreamed did I?
Yes,
like every night,
about our love,
dare I say more!
Of perfection and care,
from then on,
I loved no more.
'Haunted was I?
Yes I was.'
By these dreams,
especially,
when you found
me.
Beckoning me
to tell the truth.
This is when the why to my care
became naked and bare,
demised by the devil,
a lost soul,
full of despair.
I will love you forever with my full wedded heart,
the long lost heart,
the one with care.
I am fine,
a dandy lion,
hanging on,
tempered by the wind.
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