There are days

When I think only of you.

When your mind

Invades mine

And the love

I feel for you

Takes control.

There are other days

When I wait for you

When you decide

That patricide

Is just the death

Of fathers.

I am left

Thinking of you

And the things

That you do.

So, I shall say this

Your kiss

Brings heaven

To my door.

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Owain Glyn