A Love With No Face
Looking up at the twinkling eyes above my head, I see you’re not somatic but incorporeal. I've never laid my eyes on you; nothing is to be depicted, I even know nothing about the bewildering deal. You mean all the world to me but slightly dubious I'm clueless if I should remain or depart; My darling, you are capricious You love me but still tear my heart apart. Ours is a peculiar tale You are dicey, that's how they understand; It's conspicuous so I never want to tell I'd never want to be warned. What you are is hours and oceans away A battle between the present and future for you and me. Yet, I've been loving you for your grace, Even though you don't have a face.
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