Enthrall me, Surround me, Teach me Words of a pioneer's tutoring. I am the man who has forgotten his name Upon saddest ways. My trails I create From eyes as cold as winter's throat, Bury me beneath, Bury me below. Your love Stupefies, Magnifies All I crave, All I want, All I need. Let the folds to your skin Be the waves To the next ocean to cross. Let the scent to your flesh Be something to breathe, Not the pain to which I seethe. I make myself the man Who cannot stand When he Has fallen to knees. Pain has brought me low, Your love shall raise me, Your love shall change me, Your love shall arrange me.
Modern Romanticism 
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