Still in my secret heart, a fire’s lit, and it's all for
you.
Yet, even as the dark descends, and moonlight takes its
toll,
Your smile illuminates the hidden chambers of my soul.
What a cruel joke, that fates have drawn their line,
And placed us worlds apart, in different points of time.
Yet in each stolen glance, there's something more I find,
A beauty underneath, the outer attraction of your kind.
I see the care you give, the simple joys you share,
The way you make a moment sweet, just by being there.
But, like a moth too close to light, I fear I can't come
near,
For what could such as I offer, to one I hold so dear?
And so, I hide away, in dim-lit corners where,
The brilliance of your smile can't quite so fully glare.
Yet know that in the dark, a secret fire's alight,
Fanned by your distant grace, it warms my lonely night.
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