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need you now
by ryall Saturday, Sep 11 2010, 10:59am
international / prose/poetry / literature

how long must i wait,
my love?

come to me,
u have never abandoned me
before
or left me forlorn,
bereft of heart
and soul.

envelop and revive me
cover me like the morning mist
blankets a lake,
raise my spirit with the sun.

elevate me,
help bear my weight a while
until i am able to fly again;
a little time is required
to recover from a barrage
of poison arrows
and bruising blows.

release my spirit
from its temporal bonds
penetrate the canopy,
reach me
lying wounded
in the undergrowth
on the cold forest floor --
heal my bones;

steal my soul,
hold it captive
and release it
in Paradise.

you approach

i feel ur warmth on
the northern wind
and ur strength in my spine;
you come

delivered

revived again
by your
faithful
embrace,

We are One

Victory.

Fotheringay -- Fairport Convention

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