Here are a few more poems about being alone when I know so well that my lover, my true love above all else in my world, is so close away. Two and one half thousand miles. Too far too walk, but never too far to dream.
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You are my absolute and everything
You are my soon to be
You light a fire deep inside
The darkness inside me
And light the way to better days
That take me from this life
You are my only saving grace
To save me from disgrace
And as my pulse is slowing still
I see the red moon come
I look into your hazel eyes
And see the crimson sun
Red moon, red moon high above
Your crimson face aglow
You have seen my love to her
Now to the world let show
The blood that spilled when I could not
A life without her lead
I let my soul go back to Hell
From which we all proceed
I love her still, my soul inside
The crimson moon in sight
I whisper secret longing words
I will love her til I die
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Living without you
Open to attack
Vicarious, I live through you
Everything grows black
Is it right to run away
Sorrow in my wake
Every morning waking still
Nowhere left to run
One more day of hiding here
Underneath the desert sun
Growing tired
Hungry still, for things I used to know
Love is Enough to feed my tongue
As the sun begins to snow
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I am isolated here
The darkness comes from all sides
My throat, crushed away, screams
Cries for the unseen eyes
My death is watched by a million faces
And mourned by none
Without you here to guide me
The abyss and I are one
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My Personal Curse
There is only one person to whom I wish to expose myself so fully, and in truth I am here only because I do not wish for them to see me as such. If you are the one I am so blessedly possessed by, welcome. To all others,... Please be gentle.
---Your Slave to Love---
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Seeing you hurt hurts me
Feeling you sob makes me weak
Knowing that I am the cause is like torture
And seeing you die is my cancer
Trust me or not
Love me as you will
It matters none
I love you in the ways that I know how
And one day I will die laying out at your feet
And to save yourself, my blood will be on your hands
That is how it was meant to be
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Feeling you sob makes me weak
Knowing that I am the cause is like torture
And seeing you die is my cancer
Trust me or not
Love me as you will
It matters none
I love you in the ways that I know how
And one day I will die laying out at your feet
And to save yourself, my blood will be on your hands
That is how it was meant to be
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