Love tiptoed quietly into my heart,

And planted its seed deep within.

I realised that you were a woman apart,

As you crept stealthily under my skin.

I cannot convey what I found that day,

The day that we very first met,

A meeting of minds that one rarely finds,

That I haven’t recovered from yet.

You are my lover, you are my muse,

Scratch me and you will find residues,

Of you in my heart, my blood, my brain,

Traces of you will always remain…

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