You have branded my heart,
It will not err elsewhere.
Without others, I can cope;
Without you, I cannot.
You are my wine, my joy,
My garden, my springtime,
My slumber, my repose,
Without you, I can't cope
You try to be faithful
And sometimes you're cruel.
You are mine. Then, you leave.
Without you, I can't cope.
And when you take the lead,
I become your footstep.
Your absence leaves a void.
Without you, I can't cope.
You have disturbed my sleep,
You have wrecked my image.
You have set me apart.
Without you, I can't cope.
~ Rumi
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