Sitting cross legged
Meditating with own lace
Alone I let thoughts clear
You're far but here in face
In views I close eyes tight
To fight my plans to not
Be happy with my present
Be happy for what I see not got
Closed tight I continue to see
Images of tight holding hearts
Intertwined as hands reach
Don't preach how this all starts
Closed eyes I see whispered lips
Hushed in the light of true dark
You kiss my cheek gently and soft
Leaving nothing on me but a hearts Mark
In minds known I see all love shown
You have all I have from me to give
I give it all you don't have to own
In a price I'm passed to and fro
Yet in your whispered speech I know
That I know I'm bound to not go
But I swear this is my hearts wish so no
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