Opportunities Past


Opportunities Past

Gliding, like bird, low over ground
Never touching soil

She runs over the pavement of my mind
Each footfall echoes like thunder within my
Inner ear

Beauty graces the scene
Artistry of a nature unparalleled

To my grave will this graven image follow me
To this day does that perfection inspire

Flawless flower of woman blossomed
Ocean deep the feelings stirred

Like river flood, rush of thoughts
Aphrodite unveiled

Heaven parts and you step forward
Fog my thought and then disappear

Gift of sight,  feast for eyes, inspiration
For that one moment I truly submit
And ask for your forgiveness

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