The ever peace
Of mind in fragment
In want to see your eyes
Hue of a brunette
Upon the second back
In reflection forward
Whether the weathered
I hear You're voice
Ticking of my mind away
Alas with you gone
Upon the sirens call
I hear You're voice
Of the airwaves travelor
Sound in reverberation
Upon my mind inside
The confines of my heart
A heart Shaped box
Hand tick tock staccato
At a glance to reflect
I imagine you here beside
Me here to stare longingly
A hair of contour
Splinter upon the second
In my eyes a love so fair
Glance of a face...
A Timelessness.
Alas, I known not ever
Forever in my heart to bless
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