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When Poets Cry




White wispy clouds dance on winds so sincere
Here right before me a sweet face it appears
Engaging my senses and then enticing my fear
Now invoking lost love my soul wants you near
Now invoking lost love it protects what is near

Part of me rejoices, my heart feels the spear
Only now high above, blue eyes once held dear
Etched in the heavens enriched by suns cheer
Touched by life’s portrait, one can only revere
Seduced by my memories and a vision so clear

Captured by nature, it then starts to disappear
Reaching for thought’s knowing you’re not here
Your face I remember, each time I shed a tear


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  • ThEcHoSeNoNe
    September 28

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    Well done here, what do you think about adding a couple of extra lines to the third stanza so that it matches the other two's consistancy. As it stands it seems to end permaturely.