It’s not love, this I can be sure

For I am not capable of such a thing

But for my sickness you are the cure

The dull ache gone from the peace you bring

Maybe it’s the fire in my loins

Or the enveloping loneliness

You are the silence from all the noise

A moment of unadulterated happiness

But it’s not love, I swear it’s true

For after the last kiss we shall part

Until then I’ll see you soon

Don’t forget to forget your heart

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