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In the heart of the night, I feel a pull, A force that's unknown, a love that's full. It lingers in the shadows, a silent voice, A feeling that's new, a love that's choice.
I search for its source, a face to see, A heart to hold, a soul to be free. But it eludes me still, a mystery untold, A love that's nameless, a story unsold.
It whispers in my ear, a gentle breeze, A touch that's soft, a love that's at ease. It teases and tempts, a love that's bold, A feeling that's pure, a story to be told.
I reach out my hand, a longing to feel, A touch that's real, a love that's ideal. But it slips away, a love that's unknown, A feeling that's fleeting, a story to be shown.
So I wait in the shadows, a heart that's true, A love that's unknown, a feeling that's new. For one day it will find me, a love that's pure, A feeling that's real, a story to endure.
