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I embrace you … you hold me tight,
sounds of swift ivory doves cry out-
fleeting into the ebon night; for our love loses not insight,
never cursed or full of deep blight;
a million fairytales tremble at us,
they know how our love does outshine with flickering light . . .
black ravens plague this existence,
saturated in loneliness were you-
yet, you stayed with me, longing for my hopelessness to cease,
descending onto my grateful knees;
I sense your essence in the breeze,
I know the pain of loss and despair you carried with ease . . .
as the tempest rages in warm rains,
the winds blows, and gusts prevail-
emerging from the dust I was found,
weeping in the forsaken land of my desolated heart’s remains
your genuine adoration still sustains
intense obscurity of calamity I faced before you attains . . .
sweetheart, you are my perpetual connection,
for I am a woman craving to be near you for all of eternity-
bound by love and affection
my alleviation found in perfection
and I shall feel this pure affection for you, my beloved eternally
and . . .
oh . . . my beloved darling I have tried so hard,
to go on without you in my life -
but you call my name each night over and over and over, you call me;
so, I stand with a dagger at your eternal tomb,
ready to thrust it- into my broken heart . . .
September 8, 2019
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