You are central to my notions,
Intensities and pursuits.
My dependence on your ecstasy...
Don't be bemused,
I don't hold you on a pedestal.
When the merge of souls, so contrast
Like ours...occurs,
Altering either one
Or both, ...to forbid
Intoxicating repercussions.
Oh, it's perilous, no doubt.
This formidable formula.
Classic conditioning!
Shaping the lust.
But you don't define me, Mon Coeur.
Short-sightedness on my part,
Rebuttal there is none.
Incessant appetite to discover
This cryptogram that you are,
Provides you an authority to scoff.
My cognizance seeks, under your disguise!
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