Here I stand with my stretched arms,
Waiting for her to fill the gaps in my heart,
Here is me, looking for a glimpse of that personality,
The eyes need nothing more, but that sight which will be so soothing,
As a poem is, from a poet, as the music is, from a musician.
Here I am, living every dream of hers,
Trying to make them mine, trying to love her more.
My pain is my love, my love is my life,
And now my life resides in that beautiful being!

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