You were resplendent
in silver and gold
love seeped into me
like the flutter of wings
a rapturous voice
calling my name
but, why didn’t I
bring you from the cold?
I beg your forgiveness
my beautiful one
I escaped your only grasp
and walked in darkness
I lift up my voice now
in a temple of prayer
led by the maestro
of unrequited love
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Haven't posted for a while. Been taking a break from AP Hope you like.
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i don't really get it, but as an immature fifteen year old, i didnt expect to.
however i DID get how lovely it reads, how well it flows, its understandable beauty.
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Well, fifteen is young compared to a rock, but I think you are more mature than you give yourself credit for.
This is really a 'boy meets girl of his dreams and lets her get away and regrets it' poem.
I'm glad you enjoyed it anyway and I appreciate your compliments and generous applause Thank you
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