Whatever

She said seeming slightly sickly, so many a season

My thoughts threatened to throw me beyond reason.

I pondered and pounded my head and heart,

For a sighting of you, with a sudden start

Your name tripped from my tongue, I shook with delight

At the anticipation as the absolutely divine sight

Of your far features floated before my eyes

So many sad songs of sighs,

Keeled over and died and were reborn as laughter

Dancing like diamonds in the sun.

 

 

 

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