Young heart
You, only you
Hidden lies
Harmless Lover
Young heart
I'm too young to conceal your love
And allow me to bring out thee
From my stars, from my moon above
In the sky where I keep all my glee

I care you dear, but I cannot cover up
Truth is the colour, freedom where I rest
Mermaid of my unseen sea, I worship
Your beauty, but I cannot keep your trust

O dear, it is an another terrible trap
You cannot afford, it is a wrap
It covers all worlds in its shrinks
And breaks all dreams by its tears

Adore me when I repeat all truths
If it hurts, adore me more till my death
Or stab a knife to my young heart
Before it get wicked by your darts 

© Wolf Of Sharon,
книга «Platonic Love».
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