Darren Mallett Poet Iambic Pentameter

Where Is She

Here I stand, full of expectation; 
With a rose-tinted perception of love; 
Trawling life for a small slice of heaven;
For my sweetest seraph, sent from above.

Will I find her waiting; bathed in moonlight?
Or kissed by the tender rays of the sun?
Blatantly standing on a street corner? 
Or hiding in darkness until I come?

Does she yearn for me as I yearn for her? 
Envisage me in her soft, blissful sleep;
Stealing her away from all life's heartaches; 
And taking her hand and her heart, to keep?

For now I can only ponder answers; 
Let my heart spell her name in my writing; 
Beg the gods to throw her into my path
and that day she hits my heart; lightening.

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