You did come;
You had heard my inner talk.
I'd believed You have ignored,
But that was just my understanding wrong.
From the lampblack of my eyes,
Tears You have washed aside.
Having wept, turned to dawn has the night;
I've considered whether deaf You did become.
Today with splendor's garland You appeared,
Amid just mind in privacy.
With my love's wreath of light-beams,
You had been concealed by cogitation.
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Thursday, January 8, 2026
The look of love
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Don't let yourself think too much.
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