There is something spoken without words,
shared only with the eyes.
A vision cast then bid farewell in seconds.
Maybe we knew before hello.
Goodbye shall always linger within the best-dealt hand.
Take it with you for I cannot bare to keep this alone within my thoughts.
True beauty speaks without words and lingers within thought.
She cast a vision all from within those eyes.
And for a second magic seemed real.
And all burdens were cast aside.
The spell breathed life into an old soul.
How I knew her mystery was best left unsolved.
LANDLOCKED LYRES 