You will never understand
the depth of my love
The fire of my passion
or the purity of my soul
You will never understand
my feelings for you
The butterflies in my stomach
that flutter at your gaze upon me
You will never understand
my temperature rises
At the gentle touch
of your hand
You will never understand . . .
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