Six Hundred Miles

A poem about the woman I love.

My love and my light
The sum of my sins
My brilliant sun that shines so bright
This awful game that has no one wins

Nothing feels better nor could hurt more
It appears now that this is my life
My beautiful angle whom I adore
Happiness is a married woman who's just not my wife

Six hundred reason keep us apart
If it were only that I was en rout
Light of my life be still my heart
I will love you forever of that there's no doubt