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My heart aches

It yearns for my beloved 

A fire long kindled burns within 

She is not of the Earth

Her scent is in the wind

Her voice in the rain

Oh how I long for her!

She is ever before my eyes

When I wake she is beside me

When I sleep she holds my soul

I quiver with desire for my mate

She is more precious than diamonds

Than mountains of choice silver

Golden is her smile

Seafoam and starlight in her eyes

Oh how I yearn for her!