One more look to last into forever,
As this dreary year will soon be silenced;
Knowing I may see you again never,
The voices in my mind still unbalanced:
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In my eyes, you are like a frail photo;
Each time I gaze upon faded edges,
Ever dimmer your image does still grow,
Once perfect portraits become rough sketches:
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Should I protect your picture for all time,
Resting in this frame though I have but one?
No, for it would do us both a great crime,
If because of you I shall find no one:
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On the wall, your canvas yellows with age,
As your role in my life withdraws backstage.
YOU ARE READING
Shackled Sonnets: A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of sonnets about that which I shall never have. A girl I love, but she loves another. I have only recently been reading and writing poetry because of her, so hopefully, my writing will get better as time goes on. Check back for a new so...
