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.
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