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| 'The Veil' by Trish 2007 |
Why, I have loved you forever.
When you pass me on the street,
I hide my face, my love would show.
Sometimes, late at night,
You pass my door, As I listen to your steps fade,
I stand deathly still, or I shiver, or sit silent,
Behind closed curtains, until dawn.
All day, I wait, for night to come riding,
Through my open window,
It is then I see you, in the cloud that hovers,
Behind the mellow moon, it is then I feel your glow of love,
And it is then, I can, with full devotion, unveil, mine.
Tushie
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