#109

In her solitude,

she thinks of him.

Her ever-flowing words

are always

with him

in her mind and heart.

 

For what is poetry,

without a lover’s inspiration?

What are her words,

beyond a lover’s odes?

What is a poem,

with beyond words to decipher

love?

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