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I walk through my days now
a mere shadow of myself
I am the loss itself
that feels all pain
I have you
and your love
but you are for me
so very far away
along side such rivers
of great beauty
the wind she coaxes
my lonely woman's heart
to echo the tender outline
of your so beloved name
where are you
'My Intuitive Dearest' of
all dears
I need you so
to be
always ever the same
but more than that
my heart requires you
to be
ever here
as I love you deathlessly
always
and without
any fear.....................
(July 14, 2010 956pm)