The Love Letter
Dear lover, and soulmate, and friend,
How I hold you so close to my heart;
If your love for me ever should end,
My soul should refuse to take part.
Should your mind overpower emotion,
And you flood all my sunshine with rain;
I'll still send you my truth, and devotion,
While my love and best wishes remain.
The flow of this pen be the truth,
Like an elegant flow of the river;
Though denied and rejected such youth,
My heart is still sure to deliver.
Our miserable love shall fill the distance,
Our love has created two holes;
Taken apart by social resistance,
By those who deny our perfectly fit souls.
Such love defined by separation,
Without a touch to create a release;
Finding my drive in but desperation,
Though without you, my love shall not cease.
Unless the blood in our hearts have to dry,
And mold both our hearts into stone;
My heart refraining such love, be a lie,
For without you I shall die alone.
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