It's me you seek in your songs

It's me you seek in your songs
 

Who am I? You ask me
Without even having passed before your eyes
Strange feeling in your chest burns
Like lava from a glowing volcano
Like the ridge of a mountain
On a sunny afternoon
Your emerald green eyes do not see me
But your heart feels me
I'm not a ghost or smoke
I'm not a prophet or a believer.
I'm just the man who loves you.
And the love here declaims
In these transparent verses



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