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Oh, how her words like silent whispers Tell a story to my soul. Little red! Little red! Could she be the other half To my broken puzzled whole? Sweet Gemini, how she has taken stage On the heart that is a show. Let this Libra take thy heart and Fix all the woe. Please take this poetic confession as I have been shot by a Cupid dart. For this devil needs a savior For a lonely silent heart. Like a butterfly, My ribcage flutters when she speaks. And I apparently invade her dreams. Dreams as she sleeps. Madam, more beautiful than Aphrodite, Take me. Take me as I inquire, For I wish for you to be, My valentine.