Poem 1:I have this disease ,For love is indeed a disease with such beautiful pain;Be my doctor, not to heal , but to increase this blissful agony and make my life worth living.
Poem 2:My heart throbs, so hard, I feel it may burst;It throbs when you’re near me;And always you are here;Your clear innocent face following me ;Right into those dreams and thoughts I never though existed.
Poem 3:Love…What a sweet four letter word,What intense insanity does it hold within its innermost reaches,What bliss does it give even to the one denied of it,I have come to feel its hot breath,blow right down my neck,into that empty crevice which once held my heart...........................
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