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How do I explain the way I feel?
My life began again with your touch.
The freedom of your being
liberating passions within me,
long laid dormant by time
and circumstance.

The radiance of your smile
reaches deep within me.
Just a look at you
and my heart
knows no quarter.

Clearly, I have fallen victim
to the follies some think
are reserved for the young.
Whatever may be the cause,
I am intoxicated
with all that is you.
Surely my days,
My nights,
My dreams,
shall never be the same again.

How, then, do I explain the way I feel?
I know not.
Except to say that my bed chamber
seems empty without your presence.
My parlor, with traces of burned cinnamon,
a lonely place without you.

And my life.
How can I describe it without you?
I shall not.
For that pain I cannot endure.
For you are surely part of me.
Mon Amour.