Confounded sometimes, like the zephyr
Help me absorb these tides of emotions
I know that the heart is stepping into fire
Raging to consume it in trifling portions
Allow me to adore you from a distance
Needless to say, it will be fair abundance
Juvenile dreams, they often shine bright
Apologies to your heart for the fright
You must forgive their impertinence.
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