How do I now whisper the plea of this heart?
Why, in revealing its depths, do I stumble and restart?
The unspoken, too, had whispered low,
"Meeting you, this I must bestow:
Meeting you, this I must bestow."
I have loved you more than self, today I must confess,
To enter my heart, never to depart, I pray,
Forever, your love to impress.
Quench this thirst with your radiant light,
Like a mirror, reflect, and hold me tight.
The unspoken, too, had whispered low,
"Meeting you, this I must bestow:
Meeting you, this I must bestow."
Your face, a lake, reflected, made my heart ignite,
Since my eyes dreamt of your grace and might,
All else vanished from my sight.
Now, this heart finds its ultimate home,
Awaiting, I have yearned, my love, you have become.
How do I now whisper the plea of this heart?
Why, in revealing its depths, do I stumble and restart?
The unspoken, too, had whispered low,
"Meeting you, this I must bestow:
Meeting you, this I must bestow."
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