Laying lonely on my bed
slowly rolling end to end
many thoughts bombarding mind
with thine own above them all
strongly wishing mind will yield
just to spill how strong this feels
but to roof this tongue doth cleave
at the entrance of thy light
i find am longing for thy warmth
but this mouth wont have it so
so heart bleeds with much to dread
eyes doth scream that thou may see
that this facade you must ignore
and true feeling thou decern
till foot hold my words doth find
be rest assured am sold to thee
and your course i shall defend
till the day i breath my last
if in doubt remember that
i cross my heart and hope to die
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