Wrenching thought of you
With another man,
My heart bleeds out;
Painful lonely, and gone mad.
To see your slender frame walk,
Goddess hand in his,
Tears drip from my face;
Gut ripping, gone amiss.
Is this the world I've given,
No longer built with me?
Wishing you wellness,
And in gratefulness
Those times you spent with me?
My heart’s restricted madness,
Rumbling in sadness,
Your beauty of a fawn,
Gone from me to see.
Lonely feeling made
In fine detail for me.
Thrown from the clouds,
Falls like rain hits the ground.
My heart beats rhythms sorrows
In whole drops of blood,
From my fiber;
Built strength a man.
Love's wings flew fast, as I ran.
Soaring high, and holding hands,
Pure delight to see.
You are Love with me in hand;
Please goddess girl
Help me to breath.
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