He Was Light

It was a light

One that was quick and had a slight bite.

It made her wonder a time that was slower,

A time where he wanted to know her.

It was blithe,

And made him think that it could all be a myth.

But all she could do was wonder,

Would he be so kind to fund her?

He was her shinning,

But it always came down to bad timing.

Making thinking move swifter,

And he became a drifter.

He was untroubled,

And always had a slight stubble.

One that tended to hide his sentiment,

And one that hid in their small tenement.


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