This just came to me quite randomly ... it was late and perhaps tired reflection prodded my muse.



I need you … but I’m not sure why

My heart is true … as time passes by

Everything else has been a casualty

Lost in inexplicable inanity


I want you … and the desire never dies

As the mind conjures, the body complies

I cannot imagine the arms of another

No one compares to you, my Lover.


I love you … as my compass in a storm

As the sun kisses the flesh and makes it warm

You’re the star of my tangled tale

A work of the heart, which must not fail


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