Dearest Emily

you are far away now
i seek the morning and your presence
i will find you....wandering
barefoot on sharp stones
to offer you a softer path....
as i will keep a lock of your hair
a picture of you
under my pillow
and i will awake with you
and envision our embrace
Come with me, Love

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