Slowly
We met in a much slow recognition
Not knowing that ours would be possible
Love 'came a typical disposition
Two diametric worlds in assemble.
Gradually, your hazel-brown eyes met mine
Moving from east to west like the stars
And everything was supposedly fine
We took easily on our every hour.
Slowly, can't believe this love is unkept
Can't get enough of love's falling debris
Then step after step, still cannot accept
That this is the end of our love story.
Our story, started and ended so slow
Even years after, still I can't let go.
January 09, 2016
For the contest, Any Poem, sponsor, Broken Wings
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