I burn,
in an endless flame,
of the flame of your love,
longing to touch you,
feel you in my arms,
but I refrain from touching you,
for I fear the desire chained in me,
like a demon, that could consume you,
and burn you in its fire,
for if i touch,
i shall bleed,
bleed you from every pore of me,
and the desire in me shall have no end,
and I shall be a slave to it,
for you are the woman I love..
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