WHY is it I write my
poetry.............. . - - -
- AFTER I've realized
that neither the words will make you love me, nor the effort to
conjure any incantation will make you appear at my door?
,,,,,,, - - - - BECAUSE I'm driven by the the agony of yearning
to create a place/state where the overwhelming beauty of those few
precious moments with you ......................
--
might continue to somehow exist for your perfect joy/harmony
...............
and dwell as close to your
love as possible for it is here I also give most truly my light - -
----- .......................... ................. we are
each other ..........
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