...he loves me...he loves me not...
May never read
Into the real
That is me
May never walk
With sunsets
Touching hands
May never smile at me
Seeking
His wife to be
May never contemplate
The level of soulfire
Ache...in
But in due time
I wish for him
A heart like mine
A heart of song
That's truly in love
One soulmate
To fit eternity
Together,
...like a glove
He loves me...
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