Literature
You're the Secret
Here's a tale to the girl that played the shadows
Bright as the moon, pure as her falsetto
She waltzed amongst us and glided
Gracing my thoughts with perfect timing
Eager, ambitious, but never faltering
These are the moods she continuously imparted on me
Oh, always out of reach
So, brushing my fingertips just for a moment
Oh, somewhere she's complete
So, I'm cursed with this feeling to hold it
Brush with the past never quenching the thirst
The aura she sends, it left me immersed
All she did was blink and I shuddered
The things we missed so much makes me wonder
Her flowing dark hair to her radiant eyes
To know them all theres ju