My love is both a hunger and a giving, A need to have and also to bestow, A lavish lust for flesh and yet a yearning For beauty as austere as polished stone. I want more than my life your happiness, And yet my happiness depends on you. While like the sand I wait upon your sea. So like and unlike, my love is doubly bonded, The joys of giving and receiving joined. This day of love it is my gift to you, A heart you can consume yet keep forever.
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