Silent thoughts rest upon a beauteous visage,

Waiting, Hoping, Dreaming as ever afore.

Small tiding of affection hidden from view,

With each altered departure decree.

Internal tears flow with tight embraces,

Whilst reveling within for the quiet contact.

An ever-flowing fount of Love,

Lies within this verbal vessel.

Never said never,

Never goodbye,

Good morning,

Good evening,

Good night,

But GoodLater.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For our intentions.

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