He looked at her longingly

As the sunlight traced the lines of her face.

The distance in her eyes intriguing

Their depth a mystery to most.

Perhaps that is the attraction

And the reason it always fades.

There will always be something more

Something unknown.

A part of herself

The world will never see.

For loving her is not a task for the meek.

It is only the bold,

The courageous,

Who shall ever truly win her heart.

In a life that’s breeds ordinary,

She will forever hold out for the extraordinary.


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