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Sandy ONeill

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The air is cold

The sky is dark

As I make my way through this life

Dead inside

Broken

From the one who came before

My eyes catch sight

Of perfection

And my steps bring me

Ever closer

To look

But not to touch

As I gaze upon his beauty

The wondrous sight

Beheld to me

To look

But not to touch

A fire ignites

Inside of myself

A flame that long ago had died

Rekindled in an instant

From one look into his eyes

Such ecstasy I feel

Even as I try to deny it

Alive again

I know

I need

The one who stands before me

Oblivious he remains

As I deny my desire

My lips part

Do I dare speak?

What words could even describe

The way I feel in this moment?

My eyes avert

At the sound of his voice

Telling me goodbye

My gaze turns up again

He's fading into the distance

And I am left

Only

To look

But not to touch

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