Him And Her
Every time,
She’d glimpse at him,
With the endless ocean,
They call eyes,
He dies a second time,
And only rises,
from the dead,
To see her smile again.
She is like a glass statue,
To marvel at from afar,
To admire from a distance,
To love from far, far away,
He thinks if he’d ever,
Approach her, get too near,
She’d break,
Into a million pieces you can’t put back together,
He loves her,
And she doesn’t know
He plans to stay in silence,
But she will never understand
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