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From the first day that we met, i've been infatuated

hanging by the thread of a moment in time, frozen

with my eyes inspired, by you, wrapped up in the way

your hair fell in your face, that mouth that spoke hello,

those same lips that held me captivated by your smile, (blissful)

like i could recognize the beauty inside, as well as out

you shone so bright, the stars fell scattered that night

upon a wishful boy, admiring you, and yet, you couldn't know

there's nothing more tragic, than the secret withheld,

but good cause is justifiable, and it's not likely,

you'd understand, how taken i was, like you reminded me,

of someone i could love,

so, from afar i lit my candles, and watched them burn,  

as so many random times by chance that we occured,

since then, i've yearned like a flower for the sunshine of your light

to envelope my nerve, to share this with you,

you are, beautiful.



[there's a pedestal here, for you, always.]



christopher ryan. the poet.