You have no guards for protection.
You do have me.
And that's enough alone.

You have no internary to follow for protocol.
To attend ceremonial events.
You a royal subject.
You're my queen.

And the crown you have that worth so much.
Doesn't sit upon your head.
You do wear upon your hand.
And that's your ring.
One that holds so much between us.

You might not sit upon a throne.
But our home is our castle.
And in this house you're in control.
You my queen.

And this is the way it should be.

My Dear True Love,

Though I haven't been in many relationships,
I know you are out there. I can hear your cries
and your laughter. I can see your smile and
your frown. You see and hear mine too. We
haven't met yet but I'm anticipating the day
our eyes will connect and love will fill both of
our lives. My Dear True Love, I write this letter
to let you know I love you so much, and though
we haven't met yet, I'm still waiting. Waiting for
the day we can finally be together.

Love,
Your James

A Heartless act
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   I let you put your signature
                       in my throbbing heart,
how could you heartlessly erase it,
               unheeding my pleadings and part?
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                                                              ­                    **Wistful thought about the one who left
                                                          ­                                                  #              ­                                                   
             ­                                                                 ­      Without a word, she left,
                                                           ­                                       her soft whispers still reverberate,
                                                    ­                                   would she remember our days together,
                                                                ­                                 I realize, her silent presence was my succor.
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