If I give you my heart will you give me you heart in return?
If I whisper that I love you from across the room will you burn,
With passion and unquenchable thirst?
Or will you return it back making me say, I said it first?
What if I sprayed my favorite cologne on four sheets of paper,
And wrote you a love letter, bit you on your neck and said, meet your maker?
Would you like that? Would you love that? Would you memorize every line?
Would you accept one of those letters every week, stamped Excalibershine?
So tell me, what would you do, if I courted you, like that, before Christmas?
But be warned, I was told, that I’m so, addictive.
Not saying, that you won’t, give me, resistance.
Because she tried that, and she failed against, my, persistence.
But please blame yourself If I pursue you.
Blame yourself, for being, so damn beautiful.
I’m not, your usual, but you can get, use to,
The things, that I whisper, the words that paint pictures,
From my lips to, your ears, close your eyes, they’ll appear
Out of nowhere, then, you can live, without fear.

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