I carry your heart with me here.
Where ever I go, you go with me;
Where I wait, you wait also with me.
Look not behind for a man that will hold you,
My pillow of kisses are with you always,
The bed of my love remains with you.
My Silence doesn't mean I'm gone out
Of the surface of the earth, No!
My quietness doesn't mean I'm dead;
I am right behind the door of your heart,
deep in my heart, anywhere and anytime
you're always remembered,loved and missed
By the substances of my systems.
I am here with you to hold and uphold you.
(C) John chizoba Vincent
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