To some your kiss is sweet as wet dew drops.
Others feel your wrath like a sharp new blade.
The taste is like honey and candy pops.
Your hate is so blinding others seek shade.
With your tender words my heart starts to stir.
I wish you were mine when I see you shine.
But your curse shall kill my little babe's birth.
Yet, your time is short, you shall soon decline.
Your eyes melt the walls of my frozen heart.
Your hands craft the wooden rafts of my shack.
Your love divides the seas that keep us apart.
Your shoulders protect my back from attack.
You are the source of my blood's rich resource.
My heart shall render no pain or remorse.
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