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Afar

One night I met a maiden, lovely and fair.
With porcelain like skin and striking hair.
Standing tall her beauty touched the skies.
And the bluest sky couldn't match her eyes.

The moment was brief but she cast a spell.
I had lost all belief in love, but in love I fell.
But alas this was to be no loving fairy tale.
I didn't chase a dream that felt destined to fail.

Lacking bravery in my heart stood in the way.
I stumbled and fell over what I wanted to say.
I see her most days now, good friends we are.
Today I believe in love, but sadly only from afar.

◄ 96 Points on 96 Minutess

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Trevor Alexander

Mon 27th Jul 2020 15:44

Ah, those coulda shoulda moments! I can relate...

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