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sonnet #1,631

I'm so in love with you, that's so to speak,
My hand can't hold yours, it might sweat and shake,
The talk might trail off, while my heart might break,
Of own accord, say we two club unique.
A lick of lips, a wry pout sure can wreak,
You've got that quaint inflected voice quake,
And touching fingers, friendliest feint uptake-
I shouldn't look so close, that too goes chic.
No, it's much worthier that I look elsewhere
And try and see us as others see us,
A foolish fellow making furtive fuss
About a beautiful girl, here nor there.
If you can't love me, I'll die, I'll respawn,
Then I'll evade, avail my sad heart torn.

(Chorus)

o respawn
o regenerate
o revive