Monday, April 28, 2014

Someone Lived in a Pretty How Town

There once was Never, dancing and twirling,
Moonbeam seeing and starlit gazing;
Ever there was, dark and blind,
Waiting where the bells not toll,
housed with hope only never could hide.

Eyes wide staring, open and closed, gazed into Ever,
Only Never more pitiful.

Some may guess and all will try, only all but never will see,
That what love shown forEver may abide.

She hid,
She laughed,
Clapped her clap and danced her dance;
ForEver there was, Never need not lie, if only could a he spy.

Shyly secret love left lost;
Tis the dark kept cost Never left and Ever sought.

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