Here I am, alone with myself
like and old friend, wanting only
our other companion
our friend and lover to laugh with
to sit in silence, and hold hands
to kiss and mingle and soothe and feed,
to shine for and lavish it all back
surely I must step away and
allow you some space to fill the well
now and then. Surely.
but any other company is only second best.
-Except my own, and I grow restless.
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