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That which My heart seemed to yearn for could never be,
But still.... she was there.
I ran so that others would not see my lack of strength...
my vulnearbility
But sill... she knew... she came ... she consoled me at length.
her head rested gently on my knee,
her glorious green eyes crying into mine...
But still.... she came... she talked of “we.”
Many spoke to me that night in the time of My duress...
And she was a continent away....
But still... she came ..... my soul to caress.
I am one of the fortunate who has come to know this slave....
This natural-born slave...
But still..... she comes to me.... My heart to save.
I can see her gift as more precious than gold....
And now My heart yearns for her....
But still... she submits to me....her life to hold.
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