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forlorn cloaks the night

clouds convening storm

hazy eyes ready to pour

awaiting my love’s return



embracing faith and a

will to wait, but the

distance in between

preponderates

saline drops roll down coldly

in my maw--bitter and biting



i won’t slack my grip

faith is stronger than fate

my will shall linger

until the day you come home

and i know it won’t be long















written 12/28/2002