Fleeting beauty

I gaze upon you longingly
A picture or memory passing
Clasped under glass dome
Of my mind

When did I fall prey
To such weakness?
Surely absence is not
The only cure?

How could I grow accustomed
Such beauty before me
When suddenly takes flight
Without saying goodbye?

Such love is immortal
Each passing season
Revived new colours
Never fade in time

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