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my love
let me become your ghost
a trace more discreet
than your warm shadow
let me follow you
over continents
deserted by human tears
shorelines beyond this solitary happiness
let me grow old agelessly
within the lifetime
of your images
that decorate my favored dreams
there in your eyes
the past looms forever hesitant
and in my undesired freedom
I will sing
of mourning the borders
of love’s embrace
if tomorrow
you stop loving me
. . .
tornadoday 
Surrender can be a beautiful and boundless ~ this is stunning poetry my dear friend.
Truly love ~ x Hugs ~ Robyn
Indeed, dear Robyn. All that we shall ever hope to hold begins with but one plea – to let go. xoxox ~ My love to you, beautiful friend. ~ Always, Bobbie
I cannot agree more with Robyn.
“let me follow you
over continents
deserted by human tears” — this line is pregnant with such beautiful poignance.
I love this one, beautiful person!
Thank you, my sweet loving friend. Yes, love seeks only to love……….. May your day be filled with a multitude of beautiful moments. ~ Love ever, Bobbie
“if tomorrow you stop loving me…”
Never …
Paul
You’re too kind, Paul………….but I am grateful……… Love ever, Me