a flight throughout a comely dream
with one who held me once before
deep in reformative serenity
and drenched in love forevermore
guided high above the clouds
there by her light and unconfined
i only want to know the embrace
which brings the stars to perfectly align
then dance that beauty into a life
that burns its depth and never dies
how could i not sense by the way
she looks at me and softly sighs
that only fate could conjure this
and so i breathe a perfect vow
and whisper it deep within her soul
we'll meet again one day somehow
goodbye, goodbye she whispers true
with tears i smile and never dare
to utter hopelessness to her
i now hold her within a prayer
i'll always think of what she meant
and how we didn't have the time
to be together more often than not
my belovéd for whom the angel' chime
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2 comments:
You have the soul of a Nineteenth century poet and it is so refreshing to see.
Beautiful. One of your best ones yet!
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