I turn my heart to you, your soul I’ve sought
With burning hope to share with you each day.
The love I give, it falls into the naught,
For you it pours but scared you run away.
The giv’n emotion drains from me to you,
Heart’s gates have opened, broken by your smile,
Request your heart, for love’s return I sue,
But hope is gone, left empty for a while.
We meet again and once more bosom burns,
Your countenance envelops me in song.
It’s heart’s unfortune that for you it yearns,
For pool without source drains quickly gone
It is a lesson that I’ve never learned,
When I give love, I need it be returned
J. Abram Barneck.
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