Clouds

You have quenched my thirst to be thirsted for
Not only in body but also mind –
A sensation I’ve never felt before –
Yet I cannot vow to respond in kind.
Were you lost in the arctic I would search,
Scaling mountains with my every last strength.
Only malicious hands in the research
Could foster reason to doubt such a length.
All I can tell you is that this is love.
Its beginnings and endings confound me.
I seek out answers for and reasons of
And find only more questions abounding.
I wish I could make the clouds roll away
In order to give you a summer’s day. 

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