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Longing
We sit beside each other-
Your warm hands
Clasping mine, melting
My lonely, frozen heart, illuminating
My dim world with the gleam
Of your eyes.
I ask for truth. You give me
Parables and wings instead
That I may seek for it better
Beyond myself- I am
Totally free.
I stand tall, I walk
Straight. I journey with you.
We tour in a paradise I always long for.
I wish it were not a dream.
But my whole being
Aches in despair and longing; All still have to be
Tomorrow.
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