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Poetry News Post #517

Mikal

Written by: Athena Helyion
Date: Thursday, August 28th, 2003
Addressed to: Nekrosmanteian Disciple, Mikal Nadum


The sun rises, darkness sets,
And there is not one moment,
When I do not think of you.

I imagine you appearing,
Your hair tousled from the wind,
Suddenly before me.

The sun rises, Darkness sets,
And there is not one moment,
When I do not think of you.

I imagine your handsome face,
Your pure white wings and firey hair,
As you tell me that you love me.

The sun rises, Darkness sets,
And there is not one moment,
When I do not think of you.

I daydream about your kisses,
Your gentle hands,
And your comforting words.

The sun rises, Darkness sets,
And there is not one moment,
When I do not think of you.

And suddenly, as if you hear my heart calling,
You are there,
And no longer must I imagine.

The time I spend with you is precious,
I treasure every moment,
And I lock them in my heart forever.

And as you depart,
I miss you though you are not gone,
Because I love you.

The sun rises, Darkness sets,
And there is not one moment,
When I do not think of you.

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Ios, in the year 108 MA.


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