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To My High Flyer – poem

You didn’t give me all of you

So, tell me, why I’m feeling this loss?

To you, our relationship was too heavy a cost.

Our love to history you tossed.

My thoughts are still of you.

Throughout my daily dross.

I miss the devotion, the tether, the cross.

I wonder how do you count the time?

Is it in the hours spent locked sublime

Lying in the arms you desire?

Or is it in thoughts locked in guilty fires?

Perhaps one day you will know

The huge pair that within you grow

And come back to me and learn to breathe

Until this day, I’ll think of you

Exactly as I told you I do.

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By Samantha Harris. 8th September 2019.