Through the shining, mists, of time
Floating, on clouds, of light,
I met a beautiful girl,
With hair, long, soft and flowing,
The golden, strands, of moonbeams,
Spreading, out, like, rays, around, her.
Arms embracing, our fingers meet.
En-twineing.
Merging, love, eternal pineing,
Gazing on her graceful face,
Blazing eyes, reflecting, me.
Her smile glowing, radiant light,
Warming, my heartfelt plight.
Tears of yester years flow still.
Emotions pouring, forth.
Anguish at the lost, earthly years,
Our separations, crying tears,
Sparkling, crystal waters, crying.
Painful memories, dying. ~ Seaopal
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