This silent battle she fights to win each day.
This indulgence she knows she'll pay someday.
This thing she can't explain.
This thing that has no name.
What's the use of seeing your beauty and feeling your completeness
When she can't keep you, and neither own your caresses?
More years will be added to the years she had already endured,
More longings will be coupled with the longings she had already mourned.
Despite the blemished past, she had accepted you,
Despite the wrongness, she had pursued you.
The eyes will simply overlook the things which are obvious,
The eyes will choose to appreciate only those fitting and amorous.
The heart knows no reason-- no right, no wrong.
The heart has a will of its own-- it can't be coerced to belong.
Its desire stretches far and beyond, stronger than the mind
There is no way to restrict a force greater than you and her combined.
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