A Shadow In My Heart Poem by Cyclopseven R

Her sweet demeanor
Enchanting smile
Through the gate of my heart
Gain entrance to my soul.

The flowing compassion
Blended with caring gentleness
Captivates the captor with loving glance
And, finds the way into my soul.

The silken strands of hair loosely swaying
Shines brightly in the glow of the neon
And she blends her demure looks
With dazzling splendor of her beauty.

A fantasy everything appears to me
Rendering the gleams of crepuscular charm
The reality that she belongs to keep whispering within me
What if she is just a dream?

The eyes equal that of the almonds
And lips equals that of the cherries
I have seen more than once
Yet I crave to see again and again,

Alas! !
In bliss though I am
The distance still matters,
and it pains again.

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