This poem is dedicated to Billie Cohen. I love you dear.
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I feel almost... insane.
We barely know eachother.
Yet, we love. and we strain
To be close to one another.
You say you don't want to ruin.
Ruin what? What beautiful thing?
If only we could begin,
I'd show you what I could bring.
For you I could make your nights' bright
I could make your right side up, up side down
I could make happiness from your fright
I could make a smile from your frown.
My dear, I trust you
Although you don't believe you could do the same for me
I know that you could too
And that you couldn't possibly spoil a thing
I wish you would give it a chance
But I don't want you to do it unless you want to
Darling, just let it go just let it be romance
But again that choice is up to you.
I don't know why I love you,
I don't know how this happened
But do not fear a love this new
Do not fear this love to end
Because if you want it, you can have it
All we have to do is try
And I hope that before this begins you won't quit
And leave our love to die.
