I Caught Her Glances
I caught her glances reflecting
off my pain.
A ghost of the one divine, are
all that is left were her beauties
lain.
Yet I have seen her but once,
and in every dream by night.
If it is true that love is blind, I
have lost my sight.
I have seen the clock hands
every angle, time has yet to
fade.
The out line in my mind were
her beauty laid.
Copyright © Damian York | Year Posted 2013
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