Christopher Holmberg - For you.

For you.

With an eye for genuine wisdom,
I clutched your hand and lured you in.
Across an enchanted forest with impassable fog,
I made out your face and it was honest beauty.

You hymned my name through the soft coiled mist,
I replied with what I thought a memorable kiss.
Covered with impeccable virtue and confident style,
I rose to my feet and stared for a time.

With shivers and shocks from your mesmerising debris,
I fell into a dream where I strolled on the sea.
But still I searched for your dear vacant soul,
To uncover and save it was my only ambition.

You laughed and cried and never whispered goodbye,
It was a staggering day though full of passionate sighs.
Yet still in my mind I pondered the heavenly,
Your elegant figure succumbed to my imaginable finger.

I noticed you in a dream last night bordering confession,
Our eyes sealed with an everlasting obsession.
I had you then but now I cease to ask for reality,
Was it I you adored, or the company we implored?

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Christopher Holmberg

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