A Moment Gone
After a time
Contending to do
Aware of what does
Or at least seemed
After a time
Behind Closed Eyes
Sawn a thing
Ain’t a thing
For one ring
But atop
I lie
Princess
Eyes pierce senses
Above beautiful lips
To offer more
But only quips…
To be divine
In lovingness
A glove, a hand, a cheek
No more than Shakespeare speak
Falter at her blink
“Save me!
Before I sink”
If you kiss me, I’m still a toad…
Leave me now, beside this road
Your gracious hair, and face
Given comfort to an abandoned space
But mustn’t be disgraced…
Although blind, I know you’re there
Just the thought is unfair
For this rose is naught but thorn, and
Perfumed petals are the honey’s norm
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