A Fleeting Glance

Through jade eyes
Sparkling, stunning
The shivers play down my spine
Like wind breathing through chimes
Breathing, not breathing
And my mind whispers, "I am yours"
She steps onto the train
A chariot that whisks the goddess away
Enraptured, enslaved
Rumbling fills the hole where my heart was
She has stolen it
In a fleeting glance

The End

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