A curse has overcome my being,
Found wanting that which cannot be be seen,
Without the freedom of the sense,
Caged like a wild animal behind a fence,
Not having you close enough to touch,
Or even air to capture the scent you left long ago,
No clarity for a mind coming unclean as much,
As your image dissolving along with faded memories,
Just another voice lost for centuries,
My selfish ways shall too be my sacrifice,
For wanting only one that truly satisfies ,
And having to wait for an eternity merely to see her eyes,
I shall stand weathered and full of rust,
Until the moment I earn her trust.
so moving:)
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