She is lost now from my sight

Beautifies another horizon

Sandier shore may be promising

I’m pervaded, a moved ripple

She’d forgotten- to- take- with

Beauty is like that, unknowingly

Affecting oceans of entities

Sights set forth, being fluent

If only, I’d been her shadow…instead


Poet of the Light © 2018


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