Bereft emotions I try to conceal,
A kind of pain that time cannot heal,
But by revealing to you will cause pain,
Neither love nor heart could be so vain.
M secret soul shall be your shield,
Love crops harvest immortal field,
That in half moon brings darker time,
But turn side lights eternal bine.
For what we share entrusted emotion,
Forms indexual cluddach brightened devotion,
With each crystal sound so purely true,
That every timeless moment I'm thinking of you.
By Marc.C.Gillings
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