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Sunday, 31 March 2024

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 I long for peace I long for love

I long for your touch as if from above

Your deep deep eyes 

That mesmerise

That draw me in to your castle keep

That comfort me in night time sleep


You teach me ways of ancient strays

Journeyed for a million miles

Across the bridge of souls

Give to me up your hands to hold  

In return here’s my  heart to mould 


I’m like a lead that hangs

Forlorn on the hook

Awaiting the dog that never returns

That’s gone on the ether 

That died of a fever

Gathering the ,last  cobwebs of your smile

I can wait awhile


13/01/2024 22:17-22:52

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