Finally

This roughness in my mind, thee gone has somewhere closeness lost its song. And I compile inside, a note too long that sadly calls, no answer, ringing strong. Does still me, like some hurt's confined propone is vying for upsurge, its own belong. And truth so easily sung, seems somehow wrong with closeness you, that confidant's enthrone. As somehow love befitting only hones the day, the night, the endlessness of own. Each other, in the grip of wholeness loan are one - in final triumph, finally known!