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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