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An aching perfection
A shining of wings
Ruffling your feathers
The crisp wind sings
Beauty incarnate
Raising your arms
I watch, entranced
Caught in your charm

 My love, my lady
Caught between time
The world is a moment
The moment is thine
I watch, an intruder
Upon your space
Caught for eternity
By your beauty and grace

And nothing I say
And nothing I do
Can break this spell -
The enchantment is you
I'll never be free again
Never love more
While I remember
I'll always be yours

Yours, but you know not
You do not care
You know not this moment
This time we have shared
You would not recognise
My appearance, my face
But I'll always remember you
My love, in this space.




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