Ardor.

May 29, 2011
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His eyes burn like coal, silent and still,
Intensity begging for freedom of will.
He wanders in solitude, for his chance to come.
For he had never seen such a girl,
Burning brighter than the sun.

Weary and resigned from life tearing his heart,
His pain hidden as he played, acting the part.
But her mind whispered softly, "Be not afraid.
For I see everything you are,
And the man you are today."

He looked at her slowly in bewilderment and surprise,
Past agonies inflicting wounding arrows and lies.
A sparked ray of hope lit up in his face,
Unwilling to surrender,
From aching mistakes.

"Time is of the essence," she urgently spoke.
"You cannot linger over bridges you broke.
Look at what is lying beneath your handsome gaze,
For our lives are changing fast,
In a matter of days."

"So live for the moment and take a chance
For how else can you learn to be a part of the dance?
I know what you long for and why you don't know.
But you have freedom of will,
You are no longer controlled."





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