Sweet Shine
I saw your face my (more than) friend
the morning of your death.
Sweet eyes - they did not shine.
How could you leave me?
That one sparkle from from your eyes...
I'll find shinings on waters, twinkles in stars...
but you took that best spark with you when you left me.
Remember, we've never been parted.
And now we are?
- only for a time.
I will see your face again.
And your eyes will shine.
poem by Meli Secret
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