My heart's in flames for what's not worth having,
A desire as deep and unyielding as the sea.
The object of my love is distant and fleeting,
But I don't see a future that's mine to keep.
I never knew it would come to this,
My yearning so strong, so foolishly naive.
Living for something that isn't meant to be mine,
An overwhelming feeling I can't believe.
Still my passion forces me onward,
I can't help but feel in bliss.
Forgive me my longing for your embrace,
Dreams denied with just one kiss.
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THE PREMISE OF LOVE
PoetryMy Poetry, the art form of the soul, is an exquisite tapestry of language that weaves together emotions, thoughts, and experiences with skillful craftsmanship. It is a captivating expression of the human spirit, transcending time and culture, to tou...
