See how the artistry of man silences
Our breath, at the sight of such grandiosity,
Thus soul of proud heritage evidences
Are distinctively resting in beauty.
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It began,
It began as a passion so intense, filled with emotions and dreams.
It began,
When their eyes met their gaze longing for a devoted love, it seems
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How restless and curious we have grown,
Since the ability of thought was our own,
For thoughtful dream in time became desire,
And thriving in challenge put our mind in fire.
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Upon the dewy ground in silent lies
The wasting bones that carried life so fair,
Which timorous twilight to vision belies
On the mosses carpeting the resting lair.
A humbling feeling pervaded through my soul
Remembering his lyrics in the grove
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There is time for most grandiloquence,
For words challenging purest inspiration,
The subject of my rhyme shall be evidence.
My vision was dazed by revelation
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I have been thinking of what went wrong,
Between our love seemingly for ever,
Thus even the thought that could be not long
Never was there, for me to remember.
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Sometimes in life we regale with a caprice,
Which may fit with mischievous insolence
Where is not pledge but sort of carefree lease
To a romance of little consequence.
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The time has mellowed since last we met,
And suspended was left in my thought your smile,
Wherewith the graces of a wondrous amulet,
Has safeguarded me from solitude meanwhile.
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It hides like bud, midst the fluttering leaves,
Crawling shadows to quest gentle flavor
Of tender sprout whose it hastily thieves,
And so devours it with crazy ardor,
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It began in serendipitous encounter,
Flourished in beauty and ecstasy sublime,
Fulfilled our lives with magical wonder,
Weakening and faint, withered in time.
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