My love blooms
readily like a spring rose
my heart beams
innocently like
a newly brat toddler
my head boils in thoughts
of you
my love i come to be true
i'm brave to act but
defenseless to fight
i'm too weak to be bitter
i give you my freedom
i as you see a book
of two pages
i am a day in lack of shadows
in the name of love i compose
to you i commit my love
for you i shall swallow
the brick
for you i shall drink
the melted steel
to you i come to be true.
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