love, O love
O my dear
my sweetheart
this is not another poem about you
no
this is without you
this is darkness
there is not another word from
this pen to unite us
not another mirage that
i run towards with hope
i am blackness
deaf to melodies
void of proclivities
i am blackness
i am without you
my sweetest
my dear
this is without you
( blackness )
O love...
(My photo)
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