I began my day hiding

Typical drill

Waiting for nothing to change

Unusual peace

Just out of reach

Every day my mind

Would react to a world

Out of sync

With my reality

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We were wistful

In our love

We would whistle

Lovely whispers

We will win

Private hugs

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Today

–

I stood outside

Smiled

Rejoiced in your arms

Together our eyes

Would appear beautiful

In such Grace

Quiet solace

Delight, Elegance, Passion

In our reality

–

We are wistful

Our love speaks

Whispers of love

Audible praise

We win with

Real love, law love

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Tomorrow all of our discreet yesterdays

Begin to make allowances within our virtues.