Blake

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Blake;      
I love to say your name,      
I adore the way it flows      
and sounds- piercing      
my body like a lake      
incarcerated with icy snow      
that bounds the water in sake.      
     
Blake;      
The way your voice      
is light and calm-      
with a slight pitch      
of darkness-      
like the time between      
Dusk and Dawn.      
     
Blake;      
Thinking of you,      
eases all the pain      
from my existing wounds.      
Thinking of you,      
and speaking your name:      
     
Blake,      
is always the same      
With only my heart in sake      
and in pain.      
     
Blake;      
When I see your eyes,      
Dark and topaz green,      
My mind holds back      
The truths that you have seen.      
     
Blake;      
The way you walk:      
Flawlessly as a drifting ghost-      
Explains how you always      
never look back to see-      
That I love you the most-      
and never realize what we could be.