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would these few
these hours sweet
deny the years between
– adrift upon eternity
waiting on a

would this day
be burdened –
when filled with all I know
suffered thru the coming back

– another time
to go

would these words
be truth enough
to reach beyond all I hold dear –
written as a verse
to keep you near

would the dawn
approach from some great distance
to become
the first I knew
to love you –

have I loved you
all along

. . .