110 days of isolation
13 more days of promised freedom
I, embracing the coming to light
Goodbye to a found love
Welcoming my divine

9188 days of existence
Some weeks and days since I bought this mug for coffee
It used to be a pair
For me, and for him

Agonized, but I’m fine
Rainy days will come and pass
I wonder,
Does love find its way back?

Love stories and poems
Songs for the untethered soul
Recognize love from pain
The high and low have come to an end
Ascend to my own divinity
Surrendering is freeing

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