There She Is
There she is
Standing in the sun
Like a glittering prize
Awarded to my eyes.
Sparkling
As silver stream does run
And is gone
Like a breeze
As fragile beauty flees.
There she is
Running through the night
Like a long lost dream
Clothed in crinoline cream
Glowing
Like a shooting star
Shimmering in flight
Passion burns so bright
Then she fades
Through moonlit glades
Like a wish set free
For eternity.
poem by Kevin East
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