Blur of Necessity

He says he whispers to me in the darkness

But he doesn’t remember what he said.

His life is a blur of necessity

He can’t get me out of his head.

Love comes in little pieces

With every part of me he sees.

He looks at every one intently

They are beautiful, he believes.

I’m a moment in his life he remembers

The love, heartfelt and true.

From the second we met

We knew.


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