Tender heart
What other name shall I name you
Perfect gears
In synchronis with mine
Not yet called love
Too early
These first tender leaves
Could mean anything
And yet I know
Tender leaves
Alone means love
Now shall you come?
So I shall smile
Though my mouth forgets its meaning
And I shall weep
For the joy that is you
Oh tender heart
My flame your keeping
Tender be
These leave I've shown only you
Leaf my pages
And read my meaning bare
But leave not my pages
For I so long to share
My tender heart
Be mine and mine forever
Perfect gears
In synchronis with yours
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