To speak, I yearn, yet how to start,
Fear holds my tongue, a captive heart.
I love you, yes, with all my soul,
I love you, though I lose control.
To speak, I yearn, yet how to start.
The chance arose, a multitude of times,
But silence fell, a thief of rhymes.
I rehearsed words, a whispered plea,
But face to face, could not speak free.
But face to face, could not speak free.
My love has reached a fevered peak,
A madman's gaze, my words now speak.
I love you, yes, with all my soul,
I love you, though I lose control.
To speak, I yearn, yet how to start.
Your sight, a storm, my breath it steals,
Then slowly, slowly, healing feels.
Desire's path, where does it lead?
No forward step, no backward creed.
No forward step, no backward creed.
To meet, I crave, yet how to find,
Nearness frightens this heart and mind.
I love you, yes, with all my soul,
I love you, though I lose control.
To speak, I yearn, yet how to start.
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