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OF MY LOVE FOR MY BELOVED
My beloved waits for me
While I keep myself happy
By talking to her pictures
And creating a world all my own
Just for her and me.
The heart is a strange companion
And I have made it adaptable
To all the little joys I can get
And enjoy them fully.
It is not necessary
For the sweet-scented flower
To be in my lap
Much as I would like it to be
It is sometimes more soothing
To smell its fragrance
From the garden that is spread open
Right in front of my eyes.
I love the moon
And its creamy splendour
In the dark hours of lonely nights.
But when it does not appear
I light up a lamp
And battle with the shadows
In and around me.
Love does not just mean
The joining of two forms
In blissful bodily ecstasy
It is sometimes lovelier
For me as I ponder and smile
That I and my beloved
Are united in the bliss
Of heart, mind and soul
With all our thoughts
Focused most of the time
On each other only.
So I sift one more photograph
And put on another tape
And watch my beloved's charms
And listen to her sweet words
On the cassette recorder.
I am happy and at peace
Because she really belongs to me
In all her totality.
