My love for you, a whispered plea,
No, no, no, that cannot be.
The strings of my heart, you gently tease,
No, no, no, if you please.
Yet in my thoughts, you softly dwell,
Hidden, you cast a magic spell.
Within my eyes, a joyful gleam,
My solitude begins to dream.
My body stirs, a sleepy sigh,
My will, I struggle to apply.
But no, no, no, I must deny,
No, no, no, though I try.
My love for you, a whispered plea,
No, no, no, that cannot be.
If others seek your heart's embrace,
I burn, consumed within this space.
My heart within me starts to roam,
And when it thirsts, I feel alone.
This is the true heart's fervent call,
But no, no, no, I'll let it fall.
No, no, no, I'll stand up tall.
My love for you, a whispered plea,
No, no, no, that cannot be.
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