I miss you,
In my being!
Miss what I used to see!
I miss you, thoughts, fantasies!
Yet instead - I sign my cheque!
I give my soul-
My being!
To truth! Truth! You used
to be!
You are wrong!
Don't you see!
Cho?sing them, over me!
Yet! Love! It has to be!
That I must conquer these,
Thoughts of dear thee!
And should we speak-
Should you contact me!
Should we speak!
Should we speak.
Perhaps then I can give my heart and soul!
But not the parts- belonging to God!
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