With Or Without You
My heart
It awakens with each sound of your breath
With each word that travels to my ears
It beats not, though, in your presence
As the want for you seems an unbearable death
A pause in the continuance of living
Whereby I am not alive with or without you
I am but one who wishes to have you
Your breath upon my skin, your eyes
To open and close again with the vision of
My heart
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