The reach of love, immeasurable,
The heart suffers pain with gladness,
But emotion, like wild grass in a garden,
Grows with overwhelming madness.
No reasonable decision ever made,
My defence like little sparrows,
No pain ever too hard to bear,
Your desire, like flaming arrows.
Hear your call through the wilds,
Here I climb up the mountain,
Stand you like the summit,
My love flows like the fountain.
You offer up your everythings,
My sensibility narrows,
My heart like hunted, wounded prey,
Your desire, like flaming arrows.
Thank you M
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