i can no longer live in speculation
over what triggers such generosity?
whether you return my admiration,
or this ecstasy happens to be my fallacy.
for it was affection that I'd craved.,
when i received your bliss full love,
priceless moments i wanted saved,
the "acts" of what, is mentioned above.
i don't deserve what is not mine,
love kindness praise or your hand.
as delicate as dew on the pine,
is our relation in this forbidden land.
would ours too be a famous story.,
recalled by the generations?
or are we living it already,
in lieu of our separation. speculation.. speculation...
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