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Is there a category for Lonesome?

For all those thousand years untold
And then before me you were born,

I didn't turn round in my bliss
Of nonexistence's hidden mist.

I wasn't wary of your soul
I was too young, you were too old.

A starter's pistol called the shot
Not giving me a second thought,

Unspooling me as childhood passed,
Kept back now further than the last.

I crawled then walked then ran to see
Unraveled, curious of me.

With so much time between our lives
Still innocent when I arrived,

But that was why I said it first
As if I'd read a line of verse.

Though I had sent my hope declared
Not knowing you had been aware,

Which made an even better thrill
Though you were processing it still.

And then began the start of us,
A courtship followed your prenup

Which means the terms that you set forth
In case the hardships went due north.

As feverishly done as gifts,
The 'ku's, the sonnets flew like swifts,

While often when the laughter came
It seemed we'd always feel the same.

But neither of us blithely is
A light of heart in lover's quiz.

To try and cross a bridge of height
And sit at either end to write,

While ether ferry's words alone
Not often finding us at home.
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