one I have allowed to slip away from me
And now, I long for her
Her face..her voice...her scent..her wisdom
I am looking
and she has flown away
Had I known I held the key
to the gilded cage
of my heart
she had come to occupy
I would have never opened the lock
and now I am looking
and she has flown away
My days become nights now
I am blinded by the white light of lonely
It surrounds me...illuminating my
looking
But she has flown away
Lonely for the touch of my lady
one I have allowed to slip away from me
And now, I long for her
Her face..her voice...her scent..her wisdom
I am looking
and she has flown away
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