for every tear
some blessing still
comfort in the dark
memories
too light
for weigh me down
names not soon forgotten
taste the same
upon my tongue

never less than once
I was
before the day you came
the heart of me
resounding
(just as sweet – the same)

contrary yes –
tho made the more
for ways in which I go…
the best of love
becoming part
of all the girl
you know

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