The One I'Ve Missed
Truest regards, to you, the one I’ve missed,
beautiful, blinding, mysterious hue
under moon’s tide, pulling, my body lists
towards your voice, god, green, everything moves
besides me. You set me free to be me,
and only my self’s true image, reflects
in your eyes, blue as the moonbeam, lightning
strikes from the heavens, blessing our bond, met
by fantasy. You just stretch me, this way,
regardless of my faults. My greatest friend,
promise me, that you’ll always be true to
yourself. And, I’ll give that promise to you.
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