And as it may come to,
I had loved too deep.
For a long time it seemed…
but so I wished I had cared too.
Through the meadows in the wild,
she ran with arms wide open
To accept in my ruined self
I dreamt of a day such.
And I dreamt of a moment
when it would resolve the light
into a dancing fire
Alive with the passion within
for I had dreamt long
to be just hers and leave the world
as thee shall welcome the moon
and her eyes would be
the last glimpse I see.
Beautifully written. Very nice poem.
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