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Li/ Afterthoughts

Romance

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Li/ Afterthoughts

Romance

I MET MERCY

I MET MERCY

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I met her like a wish I am scared to use

Like a dream I woke up from, it’s her not on site,

Under a wonderful Tuesday night sky, though cool

More blissful with her aside.


Yet the fear of my approach

Later is a gear I shift to pronounce my night

Her denial presence of the cold felt more like a debate fight.


The silence felt more like waiting for an applause

And though not for too long, her soothing voice

Speaks a stream of fine euphonious sounds


With my heart calm as wine, I admire her presence

I fall victim to her fragrance

One I’d compare not

Yet the odor I wish to steal


A lady about 5feet tall,

The type my heart would pound for,

Her hair is dyed gold, I vow to treasure this stone.


Different not from a star. Still, she shines alone

Every time I give a glance, her face twinkles with a smile

For a while and before I’m gone.


She held captive her fragrance

My mind wandered, has mine made quite an entrance.

       


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