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cavernous

Oh, but how I love him.

More consequential than the sun rising in the morning,

Slowly climbing down the sky in the evening like a whisper of rain.

I could write a thousand words filled with a million letters,

And yet it still would not encompass the vast ocean of my devotion to you.

Let you climb into my skin and make a home,

Burrowing deep and leaving a vast impression;

I cannot move my limbs without your puppeteer instructions in my head.

You've orchestrated the strings of my heart into an unnatural symphony of obsession,

Each line and note tallied on our score carved into a tattoo within my being...

You have my soul forever.

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