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Stephanie
Andrew Bertaina
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Must I wait here love?
While you cast about
In the myriad depths of your mind
For softer ways and lighter days,
When ghosts of memory chased us down.
What is it that I dream?
Of you.
Fairer than Juliet,
More sweet than honey.
I wait.
For the stillness of your touch.
The sunrise of your smile
Gentle spirit,
Where are you.
Dazzled, surely
More alive in your eyes
Than the infants first breath.
I would search beyond the depths
Into the warrens of your soul
Just to walk a simple step,
Hand in hand.
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