And so it’s finally over,
of the alien. The time has come to
understand all that it truly means to be
this sense of total empathy with
all that is.
Pain released, the tears now
shed; a bed
of one alone and indivisible awaits you,
like the gently calling whispering of
morning dew; as a solitary sense
of peacefulness begins to breathe
itself through you yet once again.
A great desire came and went;
to burn itself to ash upon the altar of
your heart. And yet tomorrow, you
shall rise and start anew; knowing only this –
your love is true.
And love, this love, your love is
all you ever really need to be
? Michaelette ?
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