I lie awake at night, alone, yet not lonely:
Though many miles betwixt us there are,
Naught is there to keep us apart-only
Must I close mine eyes, and you are ne'er far!
Take comfort my beloved, allegiance defines thought of thee!
Nary shall there be departure from such drawn:
This, the narrative of my heart, a tale that shall always be-
Such is at day's end, such is as day does again dawn!
Nihility marries that which draws compare,
I am fortuitous beyond measure, all owed to you!
Incomparable, the life we do share-
But a pittance, I proffer this ode to you!
You are, for me, paramour-sans pareil,
So it is, ever shall it be, with constancy-all the while!
Maurice Harris,14 November 2008
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