Beloved

Beloved,

I come to you with open embrace

Of hoping to catch a glimpse

Of the words that you taste

To hark full heartedly upon your loving embrace

And touch you softly

With the ravens twilight upon my mantle place

Evermore, evermore, by thine eye

I managed not to see thee

Evermore

And as I lay here next to rose filled glamor

I test my words true

With hope I'm not making a clamor

But still sweet child I ask what's the matter

For you only you do I write in this manner

Abode in a manor, like a prince in a cage

Told by the serpent that I'd best behave

Downtrodden betroth misbehaved and miss told

Oh the weary flesh keeps warmth but soul cold

Test I

Test fate

Yes we'll call it a date

Who ever loses come back

To the drawing board within

With sin

Toss the bin

We've been here before

Dashed hope through the window

Spilled life on the floor

These texts

I pray bring you back to my door

Forevermore,

Entrusted to a heart that is sore.

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