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An eruption is not an option anymore, It has become the forever outcome. To touch fingers and lips, Stranger turned lover, And know there is more; It is an excitement once lost on me. But to hear your laughter and see the eyes That narrow with it, I feel the way I have been searching for, In the darkened streets and halls. A warm backlight surrounds you, Like you have come straight from the sky. Do no harm, I beg of you. I do not know how many more times My heart can mold someone into The love of my life.
