~Break my heart from what break yours,
for I enclose nothing more than what you have
untied in me~
(everything).
God, more beautiful than earths’ brittle quandaries,
kissed your artful soul that touched my many fires.
As you are my daily waking love, my love, and
are my gift of gifts and heart of hearts,
I will
on my struggling feet,
and with my sweetest,
deepest aches of faith,
never faint, taint, nor despair of rhyme or time.
Break my heart from what breaks yours.
First for you, most of all, first for you.






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