Unsaid,
It is intention,
Is it bliss?
Something,
Something on the inside,
Taking the form of you
I sing Terrified,
From the first time I saw your face,
Piercing eyes through my soul;
Of the held out hand,
In the rain,
Shimmer...
As the days go by,
Little did I know,
Less what I could see;
Then you were gone.
As if it was written among the stars,
Your smile greeted me then,
Lady Luck shone on me,
Fate sang her wicked tune.
I know not it was no more,
Though this brilliance shall linger;
Mirror "that" sonnet, this is for
Forever...
Bearing name for a saint,
I wonder when,
when will I ever see you again.
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