Searching

The times I searched for her

 in vain.

 When I turned;

 The light did wane,

 

There she stood,

Shining bright.

To guide me through

The darkest night.

 

For one so young

She’s so mature.

In search of knowledge;

So demure.

 

Her essence captured

In a minute,

Fills my cup right

To the limit.

 

She is to me

 The finest wine.

 One sip intoxicates

 My mind.

  

I want to drink

 The bottle dry,

 But it must last

 Until I die.

 

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