Day To Day
Revealed to me on this day of gray
Where my thoughts to tend to stray
What desires I seek out most
And how best about them boast
For within this hour I seek your grace
In hopes it would bring me your face
So that we could simply speak
Before my passion does grow weak
Though immortal it may be
This love of mine does still bleed
Not with blood or liquid gooze
But with words the feelings ooze
And since with me you are not
I write these words lest they be forgot
For so much must go unsaid
And forever repeat within my head
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