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Love?

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I whispered love to to an empty space
echo followed
now I know the song of the wind.
Wondered if the poet's longing
ever becomes fulfilled
does language cover the silences
born of love cast in boundaries of game?
Fugues bring music to the ear
but a rebounding notion to the heart,
Passion lay in tired sighs
after heavy breath expires.
I yearned to long with the greatest expectation
and built within a throne
with jewelled abode , welcoming
to be greeted with the empty gratitude
of one without dreams.

Haze