Truth is …
she is with me now
though miles collide
the nature of her
energy
is in my waking morning.
Truth is …
while the world around us
obligatory custom
will decide our hours
mine will be consumed in
Fantasy
the notion, touching her.
Truth is …
though we now we know
an ultimate sacrifice
my eyes holding yours we find
the Sea
this love we have eternal.
Truth …
she is my happiness.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
for Zelda
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