I know what I am missing. I know what I have lost.
but I don't know
you.
I know what I want, I know what I need,
I need you.
a gap in time,
a tear in the cloth.
a spilling of wine,
tapestry eaten by moth,
how to cross this abyss,
that has been eroded in time,
to unite with this life I have lived, but yet missed?
I reach out to you, my darling my dear.
grown from my womb, reflections of my mirror
I feel you, like I know you. I felt you and I had sewn you
but I never watched you bloom
a rose cast into a tomb
to wither and wilt, in the silver moon...all but silt.
that is not fair, nor is it right.
if I could I would fight.
if I could, but I cant
so I wait for my flight.
I miss you..........
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