O! My Poor Heart!

Love intoxicates me,

all joys and tears are vast like the sea.

O how I feel life’s call,

yet why cannot I read in an empty hall?

My heart rolls like a drum,

she anticipates the mysteries to come.

I now the cause of my restless reads,

for even to stare at your face would my angst appease.

I sing in ecstacy,

your scent still befuddles me.

My dearest little daisy,

for you the rest of my life to be.

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