To imagine,
she might be nearby
if only words can tell me,
I would make them up in my mind
to have you closer to me,
feel your warm affection,
that compassionate soul
I once held in my arms.
I feel these emotions,
saddle me,
I cannot move sometimes,
and then I realize
I’m living, I’m alive,
and she would want that for me.
She is beauty in a special day,
when the stars align at night,
the radiant blue of a sunny day,
she’s all these things,
wrapped into her soul,
a certain elegance
in how she carries her own pain,
once shared with me,
once comforted,
oh did I hold your love with my heart.
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