Intense longing for one’s lover.

Never will i tire of the sound of your voice
how i long for it in my ear
tomorrow now has my rising sun in every dawn
there was darkness before you

to wait for you is to hold the hand of death
as your kisses belong to the gods

there is nothing left to lose or to hide or to hold
without you in my life
together
there are no boundaries i can find

omnipotent as the eyes of god, your world surrounds and consumes me
and now
there is nothing more to me than you

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