If with a stroke I could wipe your face from my mind I'd cut off the offending hand.
I want to approach and speak of attraction
Of you as a woman and I as a man.
To see you up close, to hear your mellifluous voice
That would be almost too much to bear.
I'm on the edge of a cliff here.
Will calmer heads prevail?
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