What time will You arrive, Dearheart?
Watching the path, I'm seated.
An altar decked with sundry kit,
On it I've poured mind's sweetness.
With mental flower-necklace
I have strung upon love's strand,
On Your account I'm vigilant,
Mopping eyes, sleepless.
At this final lookout[1] of the night,
With the kit made wet tears by,
Even now should You arrive,
Kindly sit adjacent.
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Wednesday, January 19, 2022
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For it's just because I love so much... all the long night I've been ready and on watch.
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