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You are my heart,
you are my soul, you are my life, you are my goal. And I won't live another's life and I won't have another by my side. You're in my thoughts my mind my eyes; I close them and I still see you as if they're open wide. You rule my dreams, I pray for you and if I'm happy that's also thanks to you. I yearn to touch you, to feel your smooth skin with my fingers. And if my thoughts stray, my feelings can but linger. I praise you for you are my angel sent from above to light my way; I don't care about the danger of burning my own wings in your glowing ray. Your words enthrall me move me smite me and then, when all seems overwhelming, they lift me high... higher than I ever was, higher than I ever thought I'd ever be, but not higher than you... just higher than me. I crave your smile, your soft caress, your touch; I miss your face, your gentle grace. I miss them so, oh, God, so much! And when my hopes all stray to you and when my dreams are dreaming too there's nothing else for me to do then tell you this: my soul, I love you!
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