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Pristine
by Charles J HannanThough I will never travel beyond my limits
Nor speak the language of love
Your image still appears in my dreams
As light so brilliant
In focus
A painting of wonderful colors
Captivating
I seem to have lost the will to dance
The music as silent as a whisper never heard
Yet I go to find you
Singing
A life to me that is new
And thrilling
When I come to the crossing just ahead
Looking both ways
Not knowing where to turn
My head is spinning
Webs of discontent
I see your face in the beautiful things
The flowers the trees
Nature as pristine
And breathe you in
To find myself 08/03/2003 Posted on 08/03/2003
Copyright © 2025 Charles J Hannan
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