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[faenor]

So, I wrote a poem today, from an inspiration today. Here it be

Alone again I sit,
Wandering aimlessly in my thoughts.
There you are once more
To offer companionship.
My sights straight ahead,
My breath stifled by your words.
You lift the earth,
Whisper sweet nothings into my ear.
You shut me from the world,
Keep me safe in your embrace.
You're the only presence
I can always count on.
To you I offer my thoughts,
Your ever present ears lent to me.
And so you answer me,
Time after time,
Year after year.
Hug my form to your intangible one.
I cannot reach out and touch you,
But you can, to I, every day.
For years,
Yours was the only touch I knew.
You've inspired poets,
Turned the tides of war,
And boast to me every day,
Whispering sweet nothings into my ear.