Blank page, my friend that never breathes
Your countenance is still
A perfect place to have a face
That I may have my fill
Of kissing you in such a way
That none have known of me
You complement my song within
My silent melody.
Your notes are that which ears don't hear
Your features never bland
No beauty I have known comes close
No, none in all the land.
To betray you, I've come as far
As hiding my own face
But only for a moment's time
You know there is no space
Between the likes of you and me
Only cold death will part
A romance none can take away
Without taking my heart.
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