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Please note: This poem was copyrighted in 2004 and is on file with the US Library of Congress. No part of this poem may be reproduced in any form without prior permission from the author. This poem appears in the book, Perfume of Dust, ISBN# 0-9724347-1-2
My love has eyes of midnight fire
His simple glance can quickly sear.
Despite my hopes and dreams and fears
I'm consumed in their bright pyre.
Breathless, I don't know what I think
And stand there gazing, on the brink
Of my escape, or so I thought.
Then realized my heart was caught.
My love stands in his lonely tower
And casts his eyes upon the stars.
Would I could conquer tower bars;
To reach him is beyond my power.
Eyes so beautiful yet so blind!
If he'd but look below and find
The love he longs for waits for him.
I stand below, love, let me in.
He loves another, so I'm told
It breaks my heart to see him yearn
For one whose passion cannot burn.
So like a star, distant and cold.
I wish you'd look to me, my love,
Instead of that bright star above.
My poor blind love why can't you see
There's one below could set you free.
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