Across from an ocean,
There we met,
The flesh first seen,
No need to fret.
An awkward kiss,
Rushed, in our way,
But perfect bliss,
What can I say.
A divide so wide,
Of Eastern promise,
As each we eyed,
On our first tryst.
Then after that time,
Of heavenly splendour,
The ultimate crime,
We’d always remember
I had to leave,
The law of the land,
I could not breathe,
As I held your hand
To fly away,
Across the sea,
Until that day,
When with you I’ll be.
It will come,
There is no doubt,
As riseth the sun,
You I ca’never be without.
Other than the obvious, how are you doing?
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Trying to keep busy and occupied, but failing miserably. My powers of concentration and motivation are severely limited, to say the least. How are you, Pam?
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Only takes me forever to notice a new blog post. I’m not sure if this how little I pay attention or how little you post? Either way, you are lovely.
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