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& I wish there were answers to burning questions of ones absent heart's desires,
no reasoning beyond the yearning that keeps flames afire;

hope resounds within mine found romance,
some way... you finally understand -
he's my rock,
the key to mine sorrid lock - everything that colors life less damned,

yet,

when calmness soothes long winded threat,
anewed eves reset;

no point in convincing the world love has no truer definition,
dream for those whom disapprove & adhere to attrition,
eventually feel our two... are tales that bring inspiration -
poetry's rhymes of magical sensations -
upon vocals with accompanied musical addition;

for what purpose to place deterrents upon our name,

our hands

our volition -

there brings none intimidations towards shame,
none creatures conjured to unhinge hands,
there interprets none permission.