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No one else may hold my gaze as you do.
My heart is always longing for your love.
It comes to my body, you haven't a clue;
With you, I'm something I've never been of.
Giving my all, my every little look.
And your gaze holds me as if it were chains.
My love, to you am I only a book?
For you always read me and know my pains.
Do you even know what it is you cause?
I must look away, for it's so intense.
The love that I feel, forces me to pause.
Looking in your eyes is at your defense.
I feel it then, and when you love Rosie,
As my furnace, I stay warm and cozy.
Rudy Valle
This poem is about:
Me
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