Nessa

Her eyes of hazel and hair of strawberry blonde

I ponder if this is short termed or long

She is the umbrella to my glistening rain

As I stay beside her whenever I bane

She is the sunshine to my dark abyss

I long for her and her passionate kiss

She is the butterfly fluttering in my garden

Whilst I think of her as my heart hardens

She is the diamond amid the geode stones

She remains in my mind whilst I was alone

Her soft sallow skin glistening raw honey

I am sure I will bet all of my money

As I wonder if we were meant to be someday

And for once, I will tell her that I am okay

She is aware of my former laments and banes

She remains beside me as I once claimed

That I will eternally be alone for life

She is the one who has broken my strife

She has once brought me into her embrace

Whilst my heart continues to race

She nearly brought her lips to mines

Albeit I was a fool to fall for that decline

Though, I resume to ponder and ponder

If I had the courage or cowardice as I wander

My trails that potentially leads to her route

I tell myself that this is nothing to doubt

That we are meant to be more than friends

I ponder and wonder until the end

I ponder if she were Sappho and single

As we bonded together in a mingle

My heart continues to harden for her

I wonder if hers is mutual for sure

She remains longingly within my mind

Inside and out and our hearts will combine

She is the first sapphic love of my beating heart

In spite of the fact that we are currently apart

She will always be the dew to my rose petals

She will remain as the trees to my meadows

Even though she may not return my feelings

She will always be my friend with attached wings

Even though we are currently platonic

She will always be the gin to my tonic

Years later, after our last departure

I continue to pine and pine for her

She will always remain in my memories

She will always be the inner part of me

Her name, I’d rather continue to pine

Nessa, Nessa, Nessa, please be mine

Even though it is simply plain and platonic

Even though it may not be ardent nor romantic

This is something I can truly fathom

When our platonic hearts beat in rhythm

We will always remain friends, even apart

Even if she remains engraved in my heart

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