The clarifications of my heart
A blister of the heavenly thwart
That engraved a mark of confusion
A scene of my problem in a caption
Atlast the moment of truth
A pay off for the vigorous slueth
There that day will come
Both our love will plenum
I miss your early morning smile
Your scented perfume streaming through the aisle
Then I realise you're not there
I'm the last survivor of my bare frontier
A lonely night without you
Is a day with a heart mildew
Your knowledge will help me impart
And find the clarifications of my heart
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