The Glory

I thought I’d search for paradise with you
I crossed the world but not without a cost
My freedom rich is what I have in lieu
But sharing in the glory has been lost
Alone is only lonely when I think
Of plans that just like us have disappeared
Subtraction still a positive result
An independent star in sky appeared
I wish that all I’d seen I’d seen with you
Reflection of the world upon your face
Alone will always have different view
The missing is uniquely sensing place
The paradise I found was lone star state
The glory only mine to contemplate

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Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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