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Longing
I search distant lands for beauty
Sacred sites fill my eyes
Yet none remain in beauty
My feet cannot find
The image held in mind
I have no words to tell
From whence it comes
To haunt me
My heart so filled with longing
For beauty’s eyes to see me
When darkness comes
Her light surrounds me
I sleep in the arms of beauty
Morning light steals her from me
With hollow heart I continue
Must I die in search of beauty?
Traci Ashbe Dark Epic Fantasy Author 