That I have being but not being with you, is thought from Plato’s time, I knew
But it’s untrue, and falsely, spirit collapsed into a dead shelf, as flame into ash-
But I was someone else, mad and bad, I collapsed with that thought into hell-
So I know, not-being with you, is the only thing not real, and I’ll demonstrate how:
I am being with you else I’d be in hell, but I met you, and was taken somewhere else,
Poetry pours forth from this, our nest, and your heaven is in words, proved true
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