My red hearts are always for you

What we have between our souls is like no other;
No I don’t need to find another when I’ve found her.
Even in our silences, the greatest stories are told
As new pages in the story of life we unfold.

Badgered seems my words when we try to get close.
Pardon me, but I’ve missed you too long.
I bleed without bloodshed, I weep without tears;
My heart is pierced without a spear.

I say that my red hearts are only for you
As I would bleed my last drop to protect you;
You, my love.

Forgive me dear beloved, I am a little old fashioned.
I like suits rather than tattered jeans,
I want to express my love for you in person
Rather than a virtual language of ones and zeros.
This distance, this time, this sacred geometry
This excruciating worry

Is something I pray syncs to make us meet soon
Like nature – imperfect and unequal,
But always in equilibrium.

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