i bid thee farewell my concubine
i bid you well my mistress
though it's you i want to combine
it's you i seek when in distress
somehow we have past our prime
our pleasure together just a dream
seems like it was in another time
memories of your desire made me beam
i hid in the corner of your life
waiting for you to come alive
you are neither a concubine or wife
you are my love and my hive
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The journey I tread wit you had been rough,
My heart breaks each time I long for thee,
Your ties with another makes it even tough,
Yet it is you I crave to see.
Its You I first set my eyes on,
Without you I am so incomplete,
Why have you made my heart so forlorn?
Loneliness and emptiness intoxicate.
My yolk is heavy, can you see?
You have hurt me, how can it be?
My life was only you and me,
Your existence is now history?
Where were you when I cried out for thee?
Your engagement was pressing, you said to me,
I picked up the pieces and set you free,
A decade of endearment, this is our epitome.
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