Finally
This roughness in my mind, thee gone
has somewhere closeness lost its song.
And I compile inside, a note too long
that sadly calls, no answer, ringing strong.
Does still me, like some hurt's confined propone
is vying for upsurge, its own belong.
And truth so easily sung, seems somehow wrong
with closeness you, that confidant's enthrone.
As somehow love befitting only hones
the day, the night, the endlessness of own.
Each other, in the grip of wholeness loan
are one - in final triumph, finally known!
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