I left my home, alone, forlorn,
Who walks with me, my truest morn?
Whatever was, I did embrace,
Love's path alone, my guiding space.
I've seen it done, this way, this grace,
Within my heart, intentions find their place,
In secret corners, vows reside,
With them I journey, side by side.
And when our gazes finally collide...
I've seen it done, this way, this stride,
With laughter's touch, we'll ease their plight,
Years of distance, erased in light,
May love remain, for those who seek, and find.
A touch of grief, a touch of knowing,
Desire's bounds, our duty growing.
Some whisper, "Home," the journey's end,
Desires linger, ever ascend.
I've seen it done, this way, this friend.
In faded windows, love's soft shade,
Remains for those who've stayed, and played,
For them, we walk, a thousand miles,
And finally meet, with loving smiles.
I've seen it done, this way, these wiles.
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