Brought together by chance,
This conjunction’s not an accident,
At you, I smile and glance,
Believing all these are meant.
On top of the world, you’re shining
Despite your trials and tribulations,
I can’t waste this moment witnessing
For tomorrow will all be illusions.
My looking at you from afar,
I wish you wouldn’t mind,
Your beauty’s radiating and you are,
As alluring as you is so hard to find.
Your illumination’s my transient therapy,
Shedding on every darkness, on each,
Now I’m glad we’re near finally,
But sad for you’re beyond my reach.
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