Dressed as a bride
As beautiful as a moon on a bright blue sky
She stood and smiled at me
I yearned to go near her
To touch her
I yearned for her to desire me
Maybe all I needed was for her to love me
So I could forget her
How futile is this love?
Love for a woman who loves someone else
A love that has no present or future
But searches for that moment where two souls can merge to become one
As beautiful as a moon on a bright blue sky
She stood and smiled at me
I yearned to go near her
To touch her
I yearned for her to desire me
Maybe all I needed was for her to love me
So I could forget her
How futile is this love?
Love for a woman who loves someone else
A love that has no present or future
But searches for that moment where two souls can merge to become one
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