Thine Heart Poem by Terry Searcy
Thine Heart
Whilst thou beckon me from thy room
Whilst thou cry out my name in the darkness
Wilst thou be comforted by the remembrance of my love
Wilst thou roll violently through the night longing for my lips
Whilst thou lye and await the sun breaking through thy Window
And only think of me as thee lusts for a taste of my face
Or whilst thou bless the morning I am gone
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