I was young, You saw me...there,
fixed amongst the shadows. Thine eyes piercing,
Elegant and thy keen observe of my every motion.
A sea of souls between you...me,
Yet your calm maintain and intent pursued thy longing for me,
Sensing your presence every waking moment ,
every sleeping hour and glimmer under the moon.
Thine angelic hymn, mourning our rendevous ,
the aquaitence long overdue, and now, the time is at hand.
The eternal desire I sought has now become my sentence...
My very soul,the token of youth and thine eternal treasure.
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