Stolen, my long suffering,

You make my heart feel lighter,

Deep down there’s a fluttering,

Long buried light shines brighter.

Your warmth, your smile, entrancing,

Drawn like a moth to kindling,

Infinite souls romancing,

Aeons past without dwindling.

It feels so all consuming,

With longing my heart swollen,

Filled for you and full-blooming,

My heart given, not stolen.