A Sign Poem by Genevieve Lilith Vesta

A Sign



The moment our eyes met,
the sun had just set.
Your eyes held me deeply,
my heart raced swiftly.

I wish you would love me,
how can you not see.
Love is so real,
it's hard not to feel.

The moon's resplendent glow,
feels me with woe.
Soon you may be mine,
please, give me a sign.

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