Desire

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Desire

DESIRE


When true love burns, Desire is love’s pure flame;
Desire to love and to be wanted, Love can burn at
Anytime without notice, but the desire come and goes

Love comes naturally and hurts at times and heals slow.
Desire comes with passion and hate.

When you desire someone strong and fall head over hills that when love comes to fill your heart once again.

And hoping that you don’t have to see desire again and not feel that you have to find love again

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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