Cross on a hill

















Vacant air enclosed
pure stillness adorned
anticipation everywhere
a deep exhale and silence is broken.


Only a walkway and yet I felt you
before sight drew near my path
I had already walked on stone -
the marble echoed.


Beneath beautiful colours
lays the most vibrant shade of all
beauty is so deep
that I must only stand, admire, love-


Just as you are.

I wait on the same fate.


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