So what?

You are always here
With me or my dear
In the morning awakening,
During the day
In heart’s breaking
When I’m missing you much,
The way you feel
And you touch.

 
I love you aloud,
About that have no doubt
In the night which is quiet,
And in the day which is sweet
I wish you were here,
With me oh my dear
I want you to be near -
And the whole world abroad!
If they all disappear
Into the blue sky and clear
(not bad as idea))
So what? :-)


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