You are my day and my night,
You are my bread and my wine,
You are my anthem and my silence,
You are my dreams and my reality,
You are my magnificence and my poverty,
How? How can you be all these things to me?
Your slightest touch raises my flesh,
Your smile overwhelms my soul with joy,
Your whispers ring from a thousand towers,
Your glance sends my heart racing
How? How can you do all these things to me?
Your absence is my prison,
Your memory is my magic carpet,
Your words are my chronicle,
Your movements are my dance
How? How can you?
Do you know you are my love?
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