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May 2019
I ask you if you leave or are left
because I want to do what is right
for both of us
forever crossed
in drunken reverie.
My love is constant
for when I am not.
My spirit is free
for when I am here.
My mind is always reaching for you
so please listen.
I am not one to stay
when there is nothing left for me.
stupid love poem. let me ask you a question; are you one to leave or be left? We all do both but we lean towards one or the other. I usually never stay, people need to learn to let go but somehow I'm stuck.
Written by
   A Slow Heyoka
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