Liking you is a must,
Without dying thoughts or miserable lust.
Wanting you in my life,
Hard to find like an original spice.
You're the main ingredient,
Understanding through obedience.
Patience is what we'll follow.
Consumed thoughts such as a run on,
We're the main ingredient.
Understanding with obedience,
as if the moon is still at night,
the shoulder to lay on in spite.
How long can we do this,
Without that dying thought,
We'll endure in it.
My life, my love, my world....
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