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In flight I've lost my way
Fueled, hounded by desire for another.
She eludes me effortlessly;
Laughs at my plight.
Many times have I felt her touch;
Ever-teasing, I find myself swiftly bereft.
She wears many disguises;
Such that I've never gazed upon the visage
Of she whom I seek.
I court a fey temptress,
Content to dance forever beyond my reach.
Shall I ever find a way to her heart?
Copyright © Andy Sprouse | Year Posted 2011
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