Memorial of a Lost Love
Who am I to you?
Into delving searches, I pry.
An image of sand, of you I see.
Bits and pieces,
The alms you give to me.
Soundless words treasured;
Tasteless kisses, my first, my last.
An invisible touch carries me through.
Behold with a flaunting awe
fFables become true.
I make believe with a tinted glass,
Your some and much forever lasts.
So yet I seek to be known by you.
Maybe what is will be.
A faceless face, at last I see.
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