Two Score Years, And more.

He holds my spirit within his hands,

My every breath he can command.

Through year, to years, I've burned his flame

But to his heart I hold no claim.

Yet did I not love him - the power

Of passion's love would go unfelt.

My heart would beat for no one.

I would never know the way it feels

To see his face, and have my body melt.

Would never know such steadfast love

That pulses through my veins.

Wild and wonderful, sure and steady.

Painful and heartbreaking.

Emotions dance the years with me,

Never again to be set free.

But locked away inside my heart

Which beats in time with him.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

As always. For the same special man.

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