Tell Me More, My Love, How Much You Love Me,
When I Am Hungry, Chill Me With A Kiss.
Endlessly Proclaim Your Admiration,
Never Try To Hide Your Fascination,
Though At Times I May Do Aught Amiss.
You, Of Course, May Ask The Same Of Me.
That You Put Nothing In Your Life Above Me
Will Aid In Me A Similar Dedication.
Only Thus Do Lovers Spin Their Bliss.
Ritu
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