It was a mere glimpse that I got

It was a mere glimpse that I got

Of you, in a moment so faint

Still it was the reflection I sought

Of your halo that I could paint

Paint it not on a canvas

But on the vacant space of my soul

But why should I cover a truth so beautiful

Even it shows me to be a selfish man

I have been seeking to heal the wounds

So deeply engraved in the heart and soul

Such that they may not actually heal

But I can camouflage them to not to see

I know not whether we will be one

But that’s his call and can be decided by none

Still the memory will still remain

For me to hand to in all disdain

It was a mere glimpse that I got

Of you, in a moment so faint

Still it was the reflection I sought

Of your halo that I could paint





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