I see you in words
All I can hear
Is an old violin crying
Apart to the measure of worlds
All I can bear
The pain of my trying
Upon thee my love's spell to cast
Cover you in my desire's thrust
Hold on to your words so fast
As long as sun's warm circle would ever last.
(L.K.) 042017
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