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By Daisy Dai

In the wee hours, when Night blends into Day,
All Thoughts drift to the Sweet Kiss
Of a Lover who is too Far Away.
My Darling please don’t Fret
Because I’m yours To
Keep.

I have not forgotten about You.

Your Love is sweetly creeping in the crevices of My Mind.
My Love, I seem to be torn like a sheet of paper Between
My Love, for You and My Love for the World Beyond.

So Forgive Me if I Stray to Explore
The World Unknown
Because I Vow To
Always Return
Home.

PC: Wolfgang Hasselmann