My love for you, so passionate, it shouldn't be.

  I dream of your embrace, ever so tight, a gateway to eternity.

  I muster up the courage, I take a step forward.

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  I fell, yet there you are catching me like it's supposed to be: A start.

  Each moment lasts forever; I can't see the end.

  Doubt takes over, but only for a brief moment.

  Pain takes a turn, and many forms, regret the most prevalent.

  I saw a different end, it's still to come; death.

  To it, I dislike this lonesome path.

  In fantasy, your touch felt less coarse.