I, Me, The

Originally handwritten.

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His lips make me restless.

Hoping to befall

The glare beneath his syaoran hair --

Transform into the quintessential realm of paradise.

Heart, oh heart,

My reality is a vast chasm of emptiness.

Dying to see him, longing to see him, yearning to see him.

Treasured,

My Prince,

My.

I am at his

Feet, begging for love.

*Syaoran = brown haired prince of china (cardcaptors)