To The Girl I Haven't Met I Hold My TongueMature

 Empty cups and cigarettes are thrown out, crushed and askew

But from where I sit in the darkness, all I see is you

With passionate gaze, the light obeys the command of your eyes at last

But move quick, for I have no doubt the future bright, will pass


Though the night has scarred your heart, fear not the tides nor the flooding rain

I shall be there soon milady to ease all your pain


“From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die”


The poet who wrote these faithful lines you’ve read a thousand times

Wrote in whole for those whose souls will never be satisfied

Look in your heart oh curious one

The key to mine is in thine

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