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preston Feb 2022

Darkness...

As she once again
slips back into herself--
down beneath the ocean's,
tumbling waves.

I am yapping alot..
about things..
those pertaining to Life--

about things that make us well
about things that make us un-well.

About a world
that acts so much  like
it cares.

She withers..
within her heart's  need  to Love
within a much less  than loving,
world

My beautiful has slipped under,
but only for a little while
or maybe  a couple of those whiles
if necessary

She is re-grouping..
           re-charging..

Often,  just very barely  
holding on

.    .    .    

I will wait here,   Believing..
that within the Universe's
deep Love for her,
there will be a re-gathering

Leading back
to the most beautiful,  

   of gatherings.



Spend my evenings down the riverside
my favorite place when you're not here
awaiting dusk to throw a tinted smile
for every nightfall brings you near

I long to...

Give all I hold for you and twirl inside
come closer in, caress your soul
so come and find me down the waterline

we'll stroll a bit and then go home.
https://youtu.be/DYdumottHzE

I love you.

— The End —