Face of fortune
stares from the moon
Her eyes wise and wide
yet unable to hide
All this luck can evaporate too soon
And so like mist
the girl you kissed
Packs her fears
And now you sit with blade on wrist
Your blurry eyes
search the skies
Void of song
where has she gone
Arriving with lightning a welcome suprise
With no less
than flowing dress
to groom her hair
Together making plans to fix this mess
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