For My Alexandria
Since the day that I first held youMy love for you spontaneously grewYou are my sun, when my clouds are grey and blue.When I think of you, my heart aches because I miss you.You are a special part of me,For without you, my life is truly incomplete.So many rollercoasters, twists and turns—Oh, how I miss you Alex, oh how I yearn.Oh, how I miss you, no words can explainYou must know that you are truly loved.

- Poet
- Irene Romaniuk
- First published
- Vol. 2, Issue 2 · 2025 · p. 34
- Original edition
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