Over The Windowsill

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Over the windowsill I wait for you

Viewing night in a darkened day

Shoulder heavy from a tired burden



Over the windowsill I stare for you

I wait daymonths for your embrace

For a daymoon to forsake my eyes



Over the windowsill I yearn for you

Tears burn my vision’s grasp

I am incomplete without you



Over the windowsill I sit

Glass eyes climb the velvet sky

Venture for a single soul, a night wing



Over the windowsill I nap

I have waited much too long to see you fly

Now it’s time that I must die



Over the windowsill I lay

Under loss and wool of blankets

And inside my eyes still try to graze

You are my love, my only true…

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