Poetry

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To be with you or not to be with you? That is the question. It presents itself every day. Quietly, yet with hope. And every day, I choose: You. Each small decision is an act of commitment. A seemingly tiny, yet vital act of love. A pledge, a promise, an act of devotion. Thus each day, with conscious will, My commitment grows, My love deepens. A little yesterday, a little more today, So that now you have, All of me.

  Morning sun streams across my pillow, warm bed empty beside me Imagination flowers with beautiful memories Lonely but hopeful I dream of you, longing for your touch by Timothy Baril

  There’s an emptiness in me when I am without you near A void, I’m without purpose, but all changes the moment you return Because I fill it up with passion, dreams and hope by loving you by Timothy Baril