My longing absence
Only to squirm in your presence
Intense longs after sweet so-longs
The intense need to feed
How unthinkable to miss you in your presence
To miss all I ever had
Something about you, no, yes, no.
Something about me, yes!
Your smile, the ransom.
If only your next move, I can fathom.
You were my keel, then my kill.
Everything I never had…
To tame love, for it is the doing of my mind; my reality.
Hand in hand, we fight
Hand out of hand we tighten loose ends.
To keep on keeping on for love refines the truth.
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