to know the rest of this story?
what bliss has harbored here her own heart and departed -- with not a kiss
but an ecstatic wincing that we must part?
was it something I said?
to annihilate your wonder?
some simplicity gone in our speed?
some beautiful erosion -- which made this spark separate --
Oh One,
what have I done to distort your image?
and how might I see?
ever again.
Please lure me with your answer
( I am so willing)
Your Beloved
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