ἔρως

Flaming, passionate Love

Eros

 

Though I am such a child

Of thoughts I shouldn’t have explored

You are nothing, but grace

And all that I look for

Eros

 

When I see you

I cannot help myself

When I don’t see you

I miss every part of you that I’d once felt

I love you

Eros

 

Deep down inside

I know this could be a bad idea

But what the fuck choice is it

That I would operate out of fear

You’re my lily swaying

In my, a honeybee's field of temptations

Brightly glowing

For my attention

My love

Eros.

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