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The Mortal
Ethereal Goddess, give me your light
Your beauty is ineffable, and cold as ice
Your heart must be a labyrinth full of tales
Euphoric is the man's love that never pales.
Your voice must be quite lyrical when you speak
A lullaby of love, versed with a birdy tweet.
Did all love stories have romance in such a way?
Perhaps you just narrate day to day.
We mortals could never quite contemplate the likes of you,
The stories never do justice, if I were to tell the truth.
My heart would be in oblivion and tossed into space
if ever I had a chance to behold your face.
For our destinies may never be intertwined
And the stars never quite aligned
But hope still holds love for me
to give me peace internally.
Copyright ©
Jessica Thompson
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