your long brown hair bound between shoulder blades
calling ancient memories of silent hills, older glades,
face of an elvin lord, body of a king,
corporal perfection brought subtle, sweet awakening.
long i sat enraptured, enamored with your grace,
in awe of your broad shoulders, fixated by your face.
caught in that long moment, brazenly i stared.
blind to others passing by, about you alone i cared.
our fragile worlds crossed, and but a minute passed.
that minute filled eternity, forever did it last.
my longing reached its pinnacle, but you were unaware.
forever shall i lament that you did not meet my stare.
fill my life with mystery, oh what could have been?
had you simply turned your head and seen me sitting then.
alas we remain strangers as life left you blind
to me, my life, my mystery, the secrets of my mind.
for this special moment i give my one time muse
this special gift of mystery, a secret to amuse.
arouse your curiosity, "who was she, where, and when?
why didn't i see her, and will we meet again?"
and so i leave this poem as a token of farewell,
an homage to a moment, and a gift of songspell.
this message here i leave, these words to the wise,
now until forever live your life with open eyes.
Author's Note Is Hilarious!
At this point I re-tell my Chinese Prince story ~ at Chicago inst. of Arts. Chinese fan exhibit - absolutely beautiful silk fans from previous dynasties. He walked past, his bodyguards trailing, turned my head and eyes for the meticulously neat beautiful human male and caught me dayghter's eye as she too had gawked him.
A stranger from dreams as fantasy. Nice! ~A~
oh wow!!
It's those shocking, blissful, surprise moments in life that keep me going! What a place to meet a prince.... Surrounded by beautiful fans. I could die from a pun overdose. Better stop now!!!!!!