There is the one which knows
Love is always, forever,
Heavier than carrying the heavens,
I carry my love
There is two which recedes,
Fleeing your grace, faithfully,
Striving to forget you
to alleviate, not weight, but pain
Twisted exponential loneliness
Like a darkness which flees
Light's flickering recession,
Where I remain, patiently
Your always presence reminds me
Of your never presence, the way I hear
Your singing beyond my window,
Somehow apart like two halves
To a broken promise.
Magically, I Hear You
Magically, your voice pours forth,
Like a perfect dream, to caress
My Ears like a guitar playing
Our perfect love song
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