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Second thought heart
Maybe I need solitude
Romance requires work to do
Am I up to loving true
Is it enough to love you
Perhaps my muse is my mate
The onyx one who got away
And fills my sun with anticipate
Melted moon runs as night time sedates
Is the quest much more to digest
Than delivery of hearts sole quest
He in the east and I am in the west
Time will tell despite my jest
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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