Like a repeated sonnet in my mind.
Will you come and stay,
To enhance my life.
Making right what has been wrong,
For too long.
Without that insight,
That now belongs.
I know now we have been ‘there’
Together.
Is it possible we can return…
Back to forever we had said,
We would never leave.
Are you still loving me?
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