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Once upon I saw your smile
And knew not the effects it had.
I fell in love for just a while;
No more feelings that were sad
Passed through my soul, or yours.
I felt like Byron on his highs,
No more poems that were bores
But songs that sounded as from the skies.
I feel I must repraise you now-
Your gentle features, enpowering light-
I fell dumbfounded with certain might
To say that even Shakespeare will waylay
With flowers, sonnets, and perhaps a play.
Note: This is the first poem out of my collection of a series titled, "Lines For And Imperfect Season." I hope this will be a success.