Such longing stirs in me— to see you, to hear you speak. I want to gather my words one by one and place them on the shelf beside yours. I long for us to trade our feelings back and forth. Come, let's do it! Will you? I yearn to weave my desires with your passions, to shelter them tenderly in a little cottage, keeping them safe together. How I ache to trap your time inside my watch. Oh, I long to do all your office work for you, so you could spend more time on what you love. What longing rises—to fulfill every wish of yours, to lay everything you cherish right at your feet. I want to love you even more than I do, so much more that I forget myself completely, truly and entirely!
Unfulfilled Longing
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