Paramorous

Was I the one you loved in private

Kept a secret from your fragile world?

Paramorous, powerless and unaware

Yet so consumed by your longing stare.

Reminiscent of a perfect crime, in you

I hear the echos, the hollow whispers

Of the flawless forever that I once held

In the palm of my hand.

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