That Momentary Encounter
fleeting memory of you
one fateful encounter
you are my muse
a solace in that moment
standing across the road
our roads will never cross
you see I'm a "sad amorist"
i will always say, "our stars will never align"
i will paint my knuckles red
just for a glimpse of you
but scared of the thought
you belong to someone else
I'll leave a letter at your door
my idea of you will never fade
my ink for you will never run dry
it's a letter that i will never fly
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