The years of affection spent in the presence of the beloved are like new moon nights

Nine solar years,
New moon-like nights.

Nested I my burning heart,
Nurtured she with her love.

Noble and loyal,
Nigh to body and soul.

Numb be my life,
Never had she come if.

Aug 08 2013. Edit March 2024

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