Pure .. Unrequited Love

As her dewy face emerged draped in the freshest rays of sun..
Hope rushed in unknown..
As the last strand of her silky tress melted into the dying sun…
Memory was all that remained…
Her coming had brought a yearning..
Her going left me pure…unrequited love.

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