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I did not ask

Your soul to spark,

Nor mine,

Nor any other…

Just as I did not ask

The sun to shine,

The stars to gleam,

The birds to fly-

For these are all

Such natural things.

Our spark

Was natural too.

We played the parts,

We ebbed

And flowed

So relaxedly that

No nomad could venture

The valleys

Between us.

Countless gazes

Were spent searching

For your smile,

Yet it seemed

You never longed

For mine.

The spotlight was not

Something to keep,

Rather,

Something to steal back.

A friend would

Never ask for

Such a thing,

But a girl

So wooed

And wild

Would feverishly beg,

If only

In her mind.

Yet no silent plea

Is heard.

I did not ask

Your soul to spark,

Nor mine,

Nor any other…

But I am glad

It did.

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