Desire

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They say it gives you butterflies;

Feelings you cannot shake,

That consume your heart without reprieve -

That constantly make it ache.

 

They say that when you suffer from it,

The needed cure is clear;

And only when the need is met,

Can peace of mind reappear.

 

All this, to me, was so remote,

That I could not relate,

Until that fateful evening -

Until that fateful date.

 

But now, I know the anguish -

For you've set my heart afire;

Thus I need you here with me,

To quench the flames of desire.

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Copyright © 2011 Ara John Movsesian

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