lonely ache
your lonely ache,
a beast that wakes
timid and believing.....
The breathe in the cold,
of a swan stands so bold,
I go blind with uplifting hearts,
as we are magnetized
and jump over the rifts apart,
cold shivering to my blanket
that slides warmly over your skin.
Eyes curious with focusing
on a one giving comfort
in the rain that drenches
passion near grand trees
stood tall for years.....
and partnered so tight
into the dawn's sunlight
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