I am lost for words
To describe your existence,
I have failed several times
When I tried to tell you are no different.
A stream flows in my heart,
It flows and flows and stops never,
I look upon what we both call passion,
It lives in our blood, in our flesh,
No one sympathizes with our pain,
No one is happy for us,
We find our own world,
You kiss me and I kiss you,
And we become the happiest in the world...

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