Lost Poem by sheade rudman

Where does thou happiness lay
Perhaps in thy fair maidens young
Smile...
Gaze upon it... for it might be your last time...
Close your eyes....
And see what is rightfully mine...
Her beauty... ever so prosperous
In a time that lacks she and I
Shimmer of hope upon her soft face...
Wonder towards me...let us be...
The closer I get to her...the further
She find herself...
Who knows what lies beyond our
Horizon....
It could be my long lost smile