My Lady Eagle
Repose - Poem by My Lady Eagle
And I love her when I'm not in love;
The unexpected always finds the unaware
One way or another.
Oh, and I can recall,
She's most lovely when I never knew her;
When by that time I hold my every word
And she does it likewise-
Our sweetest of conversations.
And her eyes...
They were stars back then.
And it's for free.
And so, I guess I'm never free;
It's not that I am not in love
Will I ever fall in love
With the same person,
With same reasons
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