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Natalia 2d
Maria — walks so lightly —
the Earth forgets to turn —
and in her smile — the Seasons —
reluctantly return —

When near — my heart surrenders —
and pauses — just to see —
the grace that moves — unknowing —
through mortal fields — and me —

She is — a kind of silence —
that music longs to be —
a note I may not capture —
but keeps composing — me —
Natalia 2d
Her laughter — is a Miracle —
without an Altar — mine —
A Sun that casts its Blessing —
yet never will incline —

I watch — and Faith unravels —
beneath her holy Glow —
For not my rose — the blossom —
her tender hands bestow —

I walk — as wand’ring Pilgrim —
no Compass — and no Claim —
beholding from a distance —
the Heart I cannot name —
Natalia 2d
Every time I see Her —
I’m caught within Her Gaze —
A Smile — a Quiet Fire —
That flees beyond my Chase.

My Eyes refuse to wander —
Her Beauty — stark — so true —
Yet Her Heart — it Beats Elsewhere —
A Rhythm I cannot pursue.

And in that Distant Radiance —
A Spark — so faint, so bright —
A Silent Story — Only Mine —
Loving — out of Sight.
Natalia 2d
Her
Her curls — they catch the orchestra’s light —
A whispered fire — in the dark of night —
Innocent hands — clasp another’s frame —
And I — a ghost — who dares not claim.

I watch — a silent ache — unfold —
A love too fierce — to hold — too cold —
She is not mine — yet burns inside —
This yearning — where my soul resides.
Natalia 2d
You offer me peace —
and I sin in silence

— The End —