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Swells of Glassy Mystery

June 20, 2015
By lprathjen BRONZE, Rockville Centre, New York
lprathjen BRONZE, Rockville Centre, New York
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Your eyes are deep, dark pools,
Swells of glassy mystery,
That pretend to flood when you laugh and cry.
Oh, how I long to escape their icy grasp,
But curiosity creates a never-ending battle
Between myself and I.

Your heart is a target,
A chamber of my past,
That pretends to mark the moments of yesteryear.
Oh, how I crave to aim at that frigid, bloodless shell,
But the hunt creates a never-ending battle
Between myself and here.

Your arms are blockades,
Restraints on my soul
That pretend to offer a view.
Oh, how I pray to end the torment
But love creates a never-ending battle
Keeping me with you.



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