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This is a poem
A poem this be.
For your eyes alone
From my heart to thee.

I can tell you only what I feel
And I can hope you feel it too.
Maybe not now, not until you wholly heal,
I’m healing too, and it’s me and you.

Waiting for out paths to parallel,
Though for now our roads are hell.
A page of the book we wrote
Burned and torn, losing all hope.

Or more so, a song with no end
That will one day tell the world, my friend,
Of a heart trying to hide
But I am seeking, searching, trying to find

The other half of this heart of mine
Not your kiss kisses, though sweeter than wine.
But of a love that will withstand,
The test of time and falling sand.