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Your words
Lift my heart
Like music,
Sweet
And perfect,
Bearing away
All the heartache
Of short years
Hard lived,
And hard loved.
Just the brush
Of your skin
Is a happiness
I gladly cherish,
But cannot explain.
You speak
My name,
And I can't believe
You even see me.
Your whisper
Softens
The sharpest
Of loneliness,
Drawing joy,
Blazing
Like a candle,
From otherwise
And absolute
Darkness.
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