This was my first public poem (wrote it for someone else's eyes), so I find it easier to post it in its entirety. If you feel moved to comment don't worry about sparing my feelings; as I have a very realistic view of my talent.
Not taken by the false succor of solitude,
They did blend to something new,
Her tears washed away the burrows that hid his flame,
Her vision clearing those apparitions,
Whose haste smothered his heart so sickly,
But by faith in one another they made one another,
Rising again in strength,
In beauty,
That they may live,
Breathe,
And be,
All in beauty.
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