P.S. I Love You, Still

I fell into your world, my love;
And here, I shall remain, in heart,

Even if I am away,
Even if I must away,
Even if I am to be in a Wonderland of my own making…

I fell here, first, my love;
And here, I shall remain, in part,

As I have for years,
As I have for weeks,
As I shall, again, until I find the mirror-gate to you…

There is a Hatter who makes tea for two,

Who protects his M with kindness,
Who tempts Alice with long-coated horses,
Whose silver steed drives like the wildest things.

There is a girl whose land is elsewhere,
Yet finds life in Wonderland rings

With yet too-familiar courses
Of behavior with him all-too true…
And yet, we pine in distance;

And yet, you are right here;
By some grace of our natures’ providence
We touch what we hold so dear…

And you are in my heart, my love;
And here, you’ll always stay,

No matter time may come or go;
No matter how many worlds away…

For we have already broken rules
Upon us set by else-worlds’ minds,
Still: As precious as Majesty’s jewels,
Each other’s hearts, we find.

Stay with me. Love me. Be with me.
We shall never fear nor be torn apart;
For we are as Titans, as magical as gods
With all we’ve ever seen.

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