lost in wanting
all, I fear,
the times you left me
a curse not measured
in it’s haste,
the harbinger
of what you bring

a purposeless
conflation of
points of view not
the leitmotif
may swell anew
encouraged by
the spell you sing

one tear soaked life
that yet was all,
it’s heart requires
a gamboled step
along the path
towards a day
when you were king

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