I Am But a Mortal Craving Your Existence
So, why should I accept that you are real
But for the fragile tear that slips your eye
Reflecting in its depths, the craves I feel
Though wrapped within an aura, heavenly
Oh, why did I let loose, your seraph's sigh
For it was moot, lest someone set it free
And now its song is rending deep, my heart
With just the prospect of your tender cry
Still, you were only phantom from the start
And Ive been but your sad ghost's ... alibi.
~ 1st Place ~ in the Rhyme Time 4 - 10 Lines" Poetry Contest, Laura Loo, Sponsor.
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