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Doomed ...... was my quest

In story books, of fairy tales.

Or sat upon, chequered squares.

Would, that you.....

Could remember,.....me.

For....

My queen, now rests, where.... ?No one...... knows.

I held love, in my hand.

Basking.... in it's beauty.

Drawing,on it's scent.

Marvelling..... At it's entirety .

But, without......reciprocation.

Thus, it meant... nothing, and so.

Fair beauty.

From whence, cupids arrow fell.

Chill winds blew.

And all, was .....

Lost

For romance..... 

Giajl © Jim Love