Above
My own inquisition,
I love thee, above suspicion,
allocation's trait, or dereliction,
of a few who minor in their supposition.
I love thee ~ above the cause of false contrition,
as God sees through the heart's religion
and leaves the mind to His perdition ~
I love thee, as all rule in life becomes love's fission.
Between us, whole ~ each as the other's mention.
I love thee ~ wholly, sadly in dimension
of all the earth ~ empty, without your satisfaction.
I love thee, trying peace and random trail's distraction.
Forever in my sight, thy presence without faction -
I love thee!
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