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Tell Me

by DarkEyes
Please drive this burning fever from my skin,
Pluck from my heart this yearning that torments;
And soothe this coiling pain so deep within
Release this choking breath that my breast rents.
Is it the glitter of your silver hair,
Or worry lines upon your face that blinds?
Perhaps your golden words that did ensnare
My helpless heart within its magic binds?
'Tis from your parted lips I draw my breath;
Your passion drums the heartbeat of my life.
Without you near, it's to the arms of death
You send me to surrender, end this strife.
So if there's love for me within your heart
Then speak! And tell me why we are apart.

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