rogerdr (rogerdr) wrote,

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A hushed voice and a tender touch
Dispel the fog in my waking mind
While a glimpse of autumn and auburn hair
Hints of a dawn outshined:
The freckle-faced girl with a burden to bear
And not a word unkind.

Though slight of hand and less of time,
She proves a golden life begun;
And when I'm held in darkened thrall
She shows me the sun.
Who can answer the highest call?
I know she's the one.

For she is a survivor
Of a past and a pain
Only few can know
And through it grow
Or slowly go insane.

A yearning soul and a furtive heart
Show by her shy pursuit
Of yet another uncaring lover
An emptiness absolute,
But to those informed uncover
A girl who's more than cute.

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