Halcyon

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
“The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end”
--Benjamin Disraeli



...I managed to describe that special person throughout the entirety of the poem.. =)

Submitted: April 22, 2008

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As I entered heaven, I never could leave
Its Beauty that made me ashamed of myself,
The white crescent of it’s moon that brought brightness,
Bliss, in it’s fullness, directed at me.

I was a fool to not contain my curiosity
And hope for the dreams that I expected to see,
Yet I am a victim of Fate, who had led me
Unaware into a haven of blindness and contentment.

I have seen the everlastingly blossoming flowers clustered,
Preceded the sanctuary and felt the quiet touch inside.
I had bathed in its dreamy waters, flowing
Clear and reflecting the light of the sun.

I remember still, and I cannot deny how I felt
At first awkward, shy, silly, but
One look at the twinkling orbs shining down on me,
I feel its warmth go through my blood.

Through the days, I recognized differences revealed from my life before:
The constant liveliness replaced boredom, the pessimist is now
An optimist, the dreams become reality in action…
I am free, forever full of feeling, almost bursting with all this.

My heart overflows. My own heaven embraces me tenderly,
Giving it a sense of security, strength, serenity,
It twines with my nature; it comforts and caresses me…
This is my own.



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