Lady Unknown
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I Trace Your Gentle Steps,
Oh Conundrum's Vixen,
Through each Sway and Dance,
My Eyes Follow Entranced,
This Unforeseen Entrapment,
Stolen from a word's Glance,
I wonder What is this Fusion,
And Ponder of Fate and Chance,
I, Who feared only Silence,
Found Her Alive In Your Eyes,
Yet I'm Haunted by Your Presence,
As I Hesitate to throw This Dice,
If There is A Path Laid ahead of me,
I Do not See it lit,
If there is a Book Open Before me,
I barely discern it's script,
I only sense Hope,
The Surf of your Gentle Laughter,
Breaking Against These Shores,
Tapping on these Rusted Shutters...
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I haven't been around here for awhile, I actually have some nice ideas filed away, and hopefully I can muster more motivation to cultivate them. This particular one is very personal, it speaks of something that many of us carry within us. It speaks of ambiguity, and it speaks of curiosity, two elements that together could make or break us...
