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Love just out of reach. |
| Here we stand again, My love and my friend, My forbidden fruit, Will we ever truly be? You have always been, So much more than I expected, My love, my fear, My soul, and my death. My soul so cold and frozen, Ice could be chippedfrom my heart, Yet you pull my heart close, And it comes alive in your hands. You have always been, My heart's desire, And my forbidden fruit, In my reach but out of my grasp. |