The day of the swain

Such softness game from the eyes of such beauty and the distance of it made me want to touch it feel it silkiness that shined from the distance,

A beauty on known to man, grace touched its wings, and held it in its hands,
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a discover not once but twice as nature captivated my sense, and the will to explore took me adrift into the forest of the unknown, searching to understand more of it’s innocence,

The day the moon set I was the their, the day it awoke from its slumber I awoke to experience its beauty,

And the day the sun shined I held my face too it to take in all of its warmth again and again, and the minute it set I breathed in, and as time passed I remembered a dream,

And the day I felt a breeze kiss my cheek I cried,

With one wish I was given more, and I was loved, as for love never loved me before,

And that day I stayed to see a moment,

For again i have seen, a look in time,

Unknown in its whisper I called out a name,

A brief look into the eyes of a swain gave me a breath of life, a look and a course to follow,

Belief