“Awestruck”
It’s
more from within and the living without
The
heart, mind and eye locked in spectacle’s bout
Entrapped
by this struggle all else is forgot
A
plunging chin separates lips from their blot
Sparkling
serenity warms the obsession
As
covetous crave to grasp this possession
And
yet it’s eluding and so is sought more
As
breeze whisks the scent of this previous lore
Radiant
beauty was happened me by luck
And
I become one of the many awestruck.
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