The Entrance
Coinciding wrath's adjourn, the legacy
to just envelope the return,
that first step, that first look, the yourn
it is the first beguiling, not last's spurn!
That seeing first, that moment's soft concern
how fondly, membered first in thought's affair
oh just how kindly, how extreme, how spare,
encumbrance, or encounter, not aware!
The entrance's show, not shoving, not impair,
that look's uncover, that long, folding stare ~
would glance it not from others, all repair,
it was that first love's look ~ that heightens care!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2013
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