The Pisces
An element of water, and dark eyes like the earth.
To see them again, I would give anything of worth.
She has been there for me, as I for her.
Nothing that has gone by has been a blur.
She inspires me like no other.
A fire blazing that will not smother.
She is the Pisces, to the stars.
Though we both have our scars.
How my hearts soar to see her smile.
Every second of it is worth while.
Waiting for another chance,
even if it was just for one more glance.
My brain and my tongue try to find the words to use,
To the Pisces, I-
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