RTS

Vaguely she passes by,

As the shadow of my love sinks beneath

The weight of the contempt she bequeaths

This mournful heart, no less ignored than the merest fly

 

Vaguely she looks at me,

Wondering why I shrink beneath

Her puzzles eyes which in fire wreath

This dying soul, free never to be

 

Cards to my chest,

Vaguely I come closer

Laying my moves as I know best.

Nervous, near the brink…..No! Do not falter!

 

Steeling my heart, I play it cool

…And

Vaguely I ensnare her

Reeling her in, I play the fool

Praying it’s enough to win her

 

…To Vaguely hold her hand…

Forever

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