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‘Her eyes said it all’
In a heart unfulfilled, In the bosom of love, Lies a time and a place, One can only dream of.
Opportunity knocked, But it wasn’t to be, Now all that remains, Is a sweet memory.
A girl with a passion, To capture a heart, Keep it locked in a box, No way in, no way out.
Time has no purchase, No reason, no rhyme, The years have no meaning, The past cannot lie.
A spell of perfection, Cast a mystical knot, A memory unfailing, Still fresh in the heart.
In a place far away, Rainbows end so to speak, Dwells true love forever, In a time out of reach.
A heart ever faithful. A passion recalled, An endless reflection, ‘Her eyes said it all’.
© Joseph G Dawson
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