Other Self

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How is it that I Feel You
When You are so far?

How is it possible that I Know who You are?
So much better than I can ever Imagine I do,
When we have not met.
How Shall I Explain to my own Heart
The Yearning that Abides there,
Day and Night,
Night and Day,
Only for You?
OH such Love!
Such Longing!
Such Repetition of Painful Waiting!
Over and Over
Over and over
Over and over
Until my Heart Weeps in her sweet torment,
Waiting for Your Return
Oh my Most Precious Love!
Man of my Heart Before All Others,
Love of my Spirit Before Time Began,
Friend,
Mate,
Match,
Other Self,
Separated from me yet Ever With Me,
Enchanter and Enchanted Be,
Beguiled by Our Unity.

~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Amalia Iuliana Chitulescu