In my arms, you fit
not that I then understood
mistook the red flags
yet, here and now, sit
awaiting your sweet embrace
rest assured, I brood
mistakes, pack your bags
still, you I will always love
yes, my arms, this space
once you fit, I stare
until the window turns black
fixed, wishful, I dare
in a heart attack
to call out your name, my dove
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