Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Anguish

My heart cries with longing, and you are not there, my beloved. Empty space lies cold on my bed, unwelcoming, still. There is no day better than one spent with you, and none worse than when we are apart. Even now, my eyes are streaked with tears, for you, my beloved.

My life was barren, till you filled it. My days were colorless, till you burst on me with your smile and kisses. Moments go by, and not one second can I rest, until I rest in your arms again, my beloved, my friend, my May.

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