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White Rhythmic Dog
I am conquered
Shorn of Pride and Prejudice
I am lost –
My Heart doth flee my Breast
I am thine
And thus, cannot be lonely
My Thoughts would never rest
But rest upon Thee only --
I am found
And love the Feeling well
I am bound
By Bonds of Heaven and Hell
For Heaven it is to greet thee
And Hell it is to leave thee
Thou art strong in Word and Deed
Yet gentle in thy Need
My Soul calls unto thee
In Poems wild and sweet
The Rhymes and Couplets meet
To keep us Company
Else could I not live
Until thou dost return to me
Holding fast my fragile Heart
With all its Love to give.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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