Verse by Syn Onym
Fate it is that I am
alone
where there is place
for two.
And I long for you to be here
next to me,
to snuggle up
close to you
to close you inside
and then I won't be
but one with you,
beating to the same
beating to the same
rhythm of life.
Still I am and you are
where you are
Now I am one
with you inside my being.
And fate it is
that we are alone
in our worlds.
your poem truely defines my condition!!..thankyou its all pervading temperament is quite soothing.....
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