Portrait of the Artist as a Lone Tree | Love |  |
Desire
Ceaselessly yearning;
to turn pain to burning -
only Fiona.
Though all the oceans
and seas lie between us,
darling, I want you.
Dreaming I see you,
lips parting like petals -
sun for their lover.
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