Wednesday, May 16, 2012


You made the day
Envious, because
Your beauty has no rival

And my body reaches a
Breathless state of
Sheer euphoria

As my lips yearn to speak,
But they are held prisoner
By their binding passion

I can only cry within
For I fear the moment
Will escape me soon

Leaving me a hopeless
Pawn in a maze of
Unwanted loneliness

Where I may never
Be allowed to see
The beauty of your face

As I must know your
Name to frame it tightly
To the walls of my heart

So that I may dream of
You in many moments
That are mine alone

While saying an earnest
Prayer, begging that I
May see you again so

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