Across

A day of glimpse

Of my eyes to thee

Like a dame of imps

Flowers of history

 

Now it is real

And I can’t traverse

To thee I feel

No remorse

 

Thy across

And I can see

If I could toss

My heart is free

 

Not so distant

I can clearly catch

Your enchant

That I can’t dispatch

 

It’s hard to cross

To thy seraphic face

If it’s a loss

I’m wasting days

 

Stay on your feet

Never be a loss

I’m here to meet

And see you across

 

 

Author's Note

thanks for reading..please review..thanks :D SMILE

Reviews

[Krista Weiss]

Great poem!! Loved it! :)

[emman]

Thank YOU Krista :)