Perhaps you are
a curiosity
worth investigating,
for the taking,
worth collecting.
You are my curio;
my object of passion
and obsession.
You are my love,
truly truly my love,
really really my love,
I think I love you.
Hold me, curio,
hold me, my obsession,
my passion,
hold me,
I won't let go of you
Darling wait for me
in the meadows,
where I can kiss you;
darling only you
can cure my obsession of you,
nobody else,
I want nobody else.
You are my love,
truly truly my love,
really really my love,
I think I love you.
Squeeze me,
tightly,
until you're
out of breath,
my curio;
take me away,
until I find my place
of resting,
my curio.
You are unusual;
that's what I like,
a work of art,
a piece of misshaped diamond,
and that's why you'll be mine,
and that's why you'll be mine,
forever,
till the end
of my sorry little life.
















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