He came as a bright light,
Piercing through the night.
To my side he brought himself near.
If it wasn't for icy fear,
I would be a leaf all aquiver.
Brushing away hair,
From a face once fair,
He gazed deep into my one eye,
Before leaning back with a sigh.
A gentle caress around my neck,
A cursory look as if to check,
And gone was my sight.
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Book of Poems
PoetryWhen the world rages around you, When no one can find you, When you're ready to leave, Be it by land or sea, You'll always have me. Me and this book of poems. So when you are ready to leave... Please, Please take a poem or three, That they might bri...
