Ioana's Next Sonnet

I can't stop thinking of you,
It hurts when I stop
But also when I don't -
I am in constant sweet tedious pain.
I wish I could be with you
And know that I never will.
Your life belongs to you,
And mine belong to no one.
Every time I see you
All emotions melt into one
Anguish, loneliness, aggression, desire - everything
Transforms into pure, divine, fantastic love.
The presence of your spirit in this consciousness
Is the greatest gift and burden on my soul.

by Rafael Herrera

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