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Poetry: Beyond love

by C. Parson

My Love

The day is almost over, but my mind can't seem to settle
I'm thinking of you thinking of me
And I'm wondering where those thin white ribbons of happiness have gone
My eyes are left wishing to see your face
My ears longing to hear you speak
Your voice is the sound of my broken heart mending
My veins untangle, un-strangle
Releasing my throat at the mere mention of you
And I can breathe once more

I imagine us together
Holding hands as lovers often do
But it isn't real
It is just a dream
A beautiful lie I made up in my desperate mind
A little story I like to tell myself before bed
And it helps me sleep at night
Tears no longer fall when the sun goes down
I often find a small smile on my face when I sit by the window
Gazing up at the moon
And hoping that you are still a part of this world
The best part!

This fall into hopeless love and admiration
Has left me with few choices
Watch and love you from afar
As your friend and companion
Or tell you of these churning emotions and risk losing you forever
It is such sweet torture!
And I savor the pain
For I can finally feel
And it is all because of you,
My love

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