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by Ron
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Gothic · #1192514
Fort Those Never To Be
For Those Never To be

It was a day well fit for peace and joy.
It was a gala ceremony.
Until I saw her among the crowd
In a maidens dress preened.
She was unfit for my mind.
Placing a harness upon my heart.
Stealing all my thoughts
On this day of peace and joy.

The seal had been broken
In my bounty of pride and promise.
I espied as a voyeur through boudoirs,
With my insides in vertigo.
I prayed for a night with her.
Though never would the forbidding twilight
Touch our skins as one,
In a silk and ivory paradise.

For who I am and who she is,
We are not meant to be.

So it was that I went out with the season sun
In a day undone.
Within this bower I choke
From the brine inside of tears
I can not cry.
She ever remains the queen
Of all dreams to come.
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