I sit alone in the darkness, memories from a cold night flash back,
and it feels like raw, unchained love all over again.
Where have you gone, my love? A burning resides within my soul,
a longing that yearns to be satisfied, by the presence of your love.
In this darkness, I'm not sitting alone.
As I envision eternity with you, my love,
The actualization of my dreams,
love flowing freely.
My love, here you reside,
Deep within my heart,
Bringing forth a sense of joy and peace,
All thanks to the presence of your love.
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Poetry to lost love, scattered everywhere. Now we need poetry to finding ourselves right alongside our sadness. I hope we find ourselves and soar really high.