Paradox Love

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alone

quiet

missing 

as the world sleeps

and the night teems

with all things

nocturnal

that is where

I find

you

alone

softly

I cradle you

and none can see

and only one 

can feel

the stirrings 

of heartstrings

strung taut

against the

night

cross rivers

over valleys

you wait

not knowing

never knowing

candled chasms

endless voids

that separate

love not to

be

alone

quiet

missing

as the world sleeps

and the night teems

with all things 

nocturnal 

that is where

I hold

you

Published 10 years ago

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